Arielle held her stomach. The bitter taste in hher mouth never went away. Ronan slowly massaged Arielle's shoulder so that his wife could relax more. Ronan frowned, feeling unbearable to see Arielle in pain.
This was indeed Arielle's first sea voyage. The unstable movement of the ship might also be the reason why Arielle was dizzy.
"I'll call a doctor for you after this."
After helping Arielle clean her face and drank a glass of water, Ronan carried the limp Arielle onto the bed. The man smoothed Arielle's blanket so Arielle could feel warmer.
Opened the window blinds so that Thebis sunlight could enter more, not just through the sidelines. The man looked at Arielle one more time. His wife said nothing. Maybe tired from the nausea.
