Sold To a Handsome Trillionaire by Wanda Lowe

Attractive Billioaire 36 Chapter 36 Where Were You on Our Wedding Night?

Caroline quickly stood up, covering her mouth, and rushed to the bathroom.

David watched her retreat in a panicked hurry, his brows slowly knitting together. What's wrong with her? Leaning over the sink, Caroline dry-heaved repeatedly but couldn't bring anything up. The discomfort lingered, leaving her drained.

Several minutes passed before the nauseous sensation began to fade. She propped herself up against the sink, staring at her pale reflection in the mirror.

There's no way I'm actually sick from just looking at David. It...

Morning sickness.

The realization made her complexion even paler.

And at that exact moment, David's reflection appeared in the mirror behind her.

He stood tall in the doorway, his gaze sharp and calculating. "Dry heaving?"

"N-No," Caroline stammered instinctively, terrified he might figure it out. "I just ate something weird this afternoon, and now my stomach feels off."

David's expression remained unreadable.

the smell of your

"Is that so

on the faucet to wash her hands. "Are you actually concerned about me?

remained fixed on her. "You know what happens when you lie to

would I have to lie about?" Caroline countered. have nothing to my

on."

face him, meeting his cold eyes. "It's late Aren't

into a thin line. "Something

a beat. Has he figured it out? Does he remember the prenatal checkup report without my name on it? Or did he investigate

plans raced through her

our wedding night, you never

were your

was at the Ellison residence, of course,

the truth about that night or to protect the Brucks family, but jo Nileglut 14:31 Sat,

Where Were You

Finished

and was carrying another man's baby, she'd

luck, you didn't even bother to visit me?" David pressed. "Yet, by morning,

returned from a secret trip to the hotel when she caught