“Babe, the one for headache is mine,’’ he scratched his forehead nervously.
‘’You’re having a headache? What about the rest?’’
“Yeah, so I had my doctor get it for me. The rest… they are mine too,’’ he smiled.
‘’Why? Are you sick?” Melanie creased her brow.
“Come on, I am not sick,” he faked a smile.
“Then why…” Melanie started then suddenly felt nauseous, she dropped the drugs on the drawer, pushed Flynn aside, and rushed to the bathroom while Flynn followed her hurriedly.
“Babe, what’s wrong?” Flynn panicked as he patted her back while Melanie kept vomiting inside the sink.
He dabbed her face with water, wiped and helped her rinse her mouth then he lifted her gently from the ground and carried her out of the bathroom, and dropped her on the bed.
“We should visit the hospital, sweetheart,” Flynn creased his brow as he stroked her hair gently.
“No, it’s fine. I guess it is because of the pregnancy. I’ll be fine,” Melanie reassured him.
