Chapter 73 Honeymoon


    To my surprise, I was lying peacefully in bed. After reading the instructions, Brooke put the medicine


    bottle back on the bedside table. Then he turned around and walked to the door, leaving some


    emotionless words, “I’ll let Ste bring you some in porridge.”


    As long as he didn’t send me a coffin, I would be thankful.


    It really surprised me that he was so calm.


    I wondered if Brooke knew I lied to him.


    He thought that as a mother, I would not take the medicine that was harmful to the baby for the sake of


    a momentary pleasure.


    I had been lying in the bed like this for three days. The stomach ache gradually disappeared after


    aching for a while.


    Except that I was sad when my stomach ached, I felt pretty good the rest of the time.


    Since I was lying in bed and couldn’t go anywhere, naturally I didn’t need to see peopleing and


    going in Knight’s house.


    Mrs. Knight came to visit me every day and sometimes she would even bring me some tonics that she


    stewed which she thought were good for my stomach.


    But as for Brooke’s mother, that is, the chief wife of Mr. Knight, I hadn’t seen her at all during these


    three days.


    I thought she should at leaste by my room to take a look at me, even affectedly. But she didn’t try


    to pretend at all.


    It had been exceptionally quiet these days when I was lying in bed. I could eat and drink while lying and


    didn’t need to see Calvin and Fairy Dixon.


    Unfortunately, Fairy Dixon actually came to my room.


    I pretended to fall asleep, with my eyes shut. She sat beside my bed and didn’t attend to leave,


    sharpening her nails with a nail clipper, which really annoyed me.


    I couldn’t stand it and opened my eyes to throw a nce at her, “What’s the matter, sister?”


    “I heard that you were sick, so I came to have a look.” She raised one of her eyes, and continued to


    sharpen her nails.


    “Since now you’ve seen I’m fine, you could leave now.” I said.


    “You wouldn’t be able to see me tomorrow.” It seemed she said it with a proud smile.


    “Are you dying tomorrow?” That was a pretty good news.


    “Honeymoon.” She threw me a word leisurely and stared at my face.


    What would she expect me to do when I heard it? Jumping angrily up and down on the bed? Did she


    think I was her?


    “Oh.” I replied coldly, and didn’t ask her where to go. I knew she would still say it even if I didn’t ask.


    But I just wouldn’t ask, to tease her.


    As expected, she couldn’t help telling me seeing that I didn’t ask, “Calvin has been busy at work and


    had no time for vacation, so we are going to Maldives and enjoy life.”


    “Now the nouveau riche all go to Maldives.” I sneered, “If you happen to run into some coal bosses,


    you could actually y mahjong together.”


    She looked at me with pity, as if it was just sour grapes and I was jealous because I couldn’te.”


    I wouldn’t let her tell it even if I was jealous.


    God knows how she managed to arrange for this honeymoon.


    I waved at her to move closer to me.


    She leaned suspiciously towards me, “What?”


    “Do you know what the most important preparation is before you go on your honeymoon?”


    “What?” She looked at me inexplicably.


    “Watch out for your husband of course, in case he runs away anytime.”


    She widened her eyes and stared, probably because I outraged her susceptibility, which is what she


    worried about most.


    I knew Calvin didn’t love me, but he hated Fairy Dixon, which she also knew.


    Only she knew clearly how she made Calvin to go on a honeymoon with her willingly.


    She couldn’t sit any longer and stood up from the chair abruptly. She stood in front of my bed and


    red at me.


    I closed my eyes and called out to Ste, “Send Miss Dixon out.”


    Fairy Dixon stared at me and left.


    Her room was right beside mine, and there was no need sending her out.


    Iy quietly in bed, didn''t eat much at lunch, and had no appetite for dinner.


    In fact, I''ve already recovered, my stomach didn’t ache at all, but I was toozy to get out of bed, to


    walk out of the door, and to see people.


    Brooke came back in the evening. Ste followed behind him, holding the dinner tray in her hands. I


    took a look and closed my eyes.


    “I heard from Ste that you are on a hunger strike?”


    “Huh.” I snorted, “Do you eat two bowls of porridge and a bowl of soup a day when you go on a hunger


    strike?”


    “This is a drop in the bucketpared to your usual food intake.”


    I opened my eyes, Brooke, who was 1.87m tall, standing in front of my bed could definitely be


    described as majestic.


    I was a pig ording to his description.


    I turned over and continued to sleep.


    “If you continued to sleep like this, you will probably get bedsores.”


    I would thank him for cursing me like this.


    I didn’t know why I was just not in the mood.


    “Get up and eat.” He pulled me out from the pillow, “Ste, put the dinner on the table.”


    “I’m not hungry.”


    “You still have to eat even you are not. It’s for the baby inside your belly, not for your appetite.”


    He had no expressions on his face. I always hated it and I didn’t know why such emotionless face was


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    He could never force me to eat when I didn’t feel like doing it.


    He picked me up easily and put me on the sofa in the living room. The food on the table cing in front


    was sending out a delicious scent.


    Since I was in a bad mood, I poked the old pigeon with chopsticks in the soup bowl until it looked like


    briquettes.


    He stood in front of me and looked at me for a moment. Suddenly he sat next to me, picked up my


    bowl, scooped a spoon of soup and handed it to my mouth, “Drink it.”


    I knew I was only a carrier for his child in his eyes. After I gave birth to the child and the feeding period


    was over, he would not bother to care even if I starved to death.


    “I’m not used to being fed.”


    “Last time you ate what I fed you well in front of the whole family, didn’t you?”


    He had a faint smile on his face. I would rather he had the emotionless face whenever he looked like


    this.


    If not for his handsome appearance, I would p him with my soles.


    “How old are you now?” I suddenly realized I didn’t know him well yet. As the old saying goes, know the


    enemy and know yourself, and you can fight a hundred battles without defeats.


    “Thirty-one.”


    “Only thirty-one?” I squinted at him.


    “Why, do I look very old?”


    “Yes, at least forty.” Actually, I was talking nonsense. His looked like he was only twenty-seven or


    twenty-eight years old, but he was too serious and too cold. It was easy to guess his age wrong.


    He didn''t mind at all, and still ced the spoon beside my lips.


    It was not that I would let him lose face totally, but since he was begging me to eat, it would not be me


    if I let go of the chance to ask for anything.


    I pushed away his hand, “I could eat but only if we will go on a honeymoon.”


    He was kind of surprised, “Where?”


    “Maldives.”