"Miss Miller, have you been drinking?"
Looking at her nearly vomiting her guts out, Ivy Aretha's brow furrowed with worry. This kind of vomiting did not appear to be induced by drinking too much.
She noticed that what she was throwing up was not colored by red wine at all, which means she didn't drink!
The situation... It was very similar to when she was pregnant with Bianca Aretha.
"Miss Miller, you..."
"Call me Lina!"
After vomiting, Lina Miller felt completely drained. She leaned weakly against the wall. Recently, she had been under great pressure, constantly rushing to finish work and skipping meals, resulting in stomach problems. However, she hadn't expected that it would develop to such an extent.
"Okay, Lina!" Ivy Aretha looked at her pale and bloodless face, considering her current state, she couldn't help but ask, "How long have you been feeling like this?"
