Bride to Be, Not Me

Chapter 289

In a society governed by law, no one could just make someone disappear no matter how much of a nuisance they were. But some people buzzed around like flies, and it was enough to give anyone a headache.

"I understand," Edward said.

Sensing something off in his tone, Janice looked at him. "What's wrong?"

He had insisted she take two days off, so she had no choice but to stay home with him.

"Nothing," he replied.

Edward hated bringing up Simon around Janice. He had his pride, and part of him couldn't help but feel possessive.

Janice had spent years with Simon-far longer than she had been with Edward. The thought of all they had shared was something he hated acknowledging.

"It's just work. I need to make a call," he said before walking away.

He stepped out onto the balcony, closed the door behind him, and dialed Marie's number. After a brief conversation, he hung up and headed back inside.

"My mom's coming over. Do you want..."

Edward stopped mid-sentence when he realized Janice wasn't in the study.

Barbara in and hurried over. "Mr. Moore, Ms. Smith just

Threw up?

hurried to the bathroom, where he found Janice over the toilet, dry heaving. She looked

gently patted her

took a moment to catch her breath. "I'm fine. That seafood chowder was too fishy. I've never liked the taste of clams, for that

disliked them. Something about the flavor always

doctor to check on you." Edward

You should spend time with her. I just can't stand the

If you're not feeling well, you need to speak up. Your health

it." She pushed him toward the door. "Go on. I need to rinse my

had already heard about the incident from Laura and was visibly worried. "What happened? I bought some food. Let's see if there's anything she can eat

like seafood chowder," Edward

"Oh... I had no idea. I won't

it and she thought it would be

Janice finally emerged from the bathroom, Barbara fussed over her. "Go lie down and rest. You look pale after throwing up like

right to rest when Edward's mother

her to the bedroom, tucked her into bed, and pulled the curtains shut. "Get some

sleep. His insistence on her taking

"Why are you always so good to

me being 'good'-this is just normal. You only think it isn't because