Chapter 1367


    Chapter 1367


    When it was their turn to get on the merry-go-round, K Corbyn realized the ride spun faster than it


    appeared to when she was looking at it before.


    Although she had been eating very little due to her illness, she still had an urge to vomit, especially


    since the spot where her liver was seemed to ache again.


    Nelson’s exmations were full of joy. She knew her son was


    happy.


    Her hand clutched the nearby handrail tightly. She stiffened, trying to control all the difort in her


    body. She did not notice that Martin Weiss’s eyes had fallen on her.


    A spinning ride like this was naturally nothing to Martin Weiss.


    Joining the little one in this childish ride was a new experience


    for him.


    Hearing his son’s surprised voice, he felt a strange sense of joy and pride that he had never felt


    before.


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    Was it blood kinship?


    Did he have this feeling because Nelson was his son? After all, he had never been one to like children.


    However, when he saw K Corbyn’s pale face, furrowed brows, and the thinyer of sweat breaking


    out on her forehead, he could see that she was trying to tolerate her difort. The ride was fun for


    Nelson but painful for her.


    Suddenly, he began to regret what he had said earlier.


    When the spinning finally stopped, K Corbyn said to Nelson with difficulty, “I’m… going to the


    restroom. Wait here with Daddy.” With that, she almost ran to the restroom in a panic and retched over


    the sink.


    However, she had not eaten anything before going out, so there was nothing she could throw up.


    When she got out of the restroom, the little one did not notice anything wrong with her and mored to


    ride the Ferris wheel. However, Martin Weiss could clearly see K Corbyn’s


    difort.


    “How are you feeling?” The question came blurting out of his


    mouth just like that, and even he could not tell whether he was


    concerned about her.


    “I’m fine,” she replied faintly, but her eyes were always looking


    at Nelson.


    Nelson was all she could see.


    When they reached the Ferris wheel, Martin Weiss suddenly grabbed her. “If you’re not feeling well,


    just wait down here. I’ll take Nelson up by myself.”


    She looked at him with some surprise. “No thanks. I’m not


    afraid of heights.” With that, she broke away from his hand.


    The three of them got on the Ferris wheel. K Corbyn took


    out her phone and said to Martin Weiss, “If you’re okay with it, I’ll take some pictures for you and


    Nelson. I can send you all


    the pictures afterward. I won’t save any pictures here. Or I can use your phone if you’re worried.”


    Martin Weiss said lightly, “No, your phone will do.”


    “Okay,” she replied. She had expected him to refuse and even thought of another way of saying it.


    However, she had not


    expected him to say yes so easily.


    The little one was obviously happy to take a photo with his dad. He jumped from K Corbyn’s side


    and approached


    Martin Weiss.


    K Corbyn looked at Martin Weiss in the camera. His face


    had the same solemn expression. However, since he was


    willing to take pictures with Nelson, he must have some


    fatherly affection for Nelson.