Mechelle POV
Karl quickly stood up in alarm, but I didn't have time to think. I immediately ran towards the bathroom, feeling weak and nauseous all over, my stomach empty but still retching. I remembered hearing from our family maid that pregnancy morning sickness was quite unbearable, especially in the early months, where you vomit everything you eat... I leaned against the door frame, concealing the complexity in my eyes, a bitter smile tugging at the corners of my mouth involuntarily.
"Darling, did I make you feel sick?" Karl asked, his face filled with distress.
"It's none of your business," I replied flatly, then remembered something. "Can I borrow your phone? Mine's dead."
"To call him?" Karl furrowed his brows slightly.
"Yeah." I nodded, without explaining further. In truth, I was just worried about Bruno's current situation. I hadn't forgotten what Alexander Duncan said to me at the auction.
