Chapter 189 The Trouble Caused by Mexican Food

Luckily, the Smith Mansion had plenty of bathrooms, or else Michael and Emily would've been in big trouble. Each of them was hunched over a toilet, puking their guts out, looking as pale as ghosts. Ava, seeing the mess, freaked out, thinking it was her cooking. "What the heck? I washed the veggies super well, and the meat was fresh. I spent ages on that meal. Mr. Smith, Mrs. Smith, are you guys okay?" "I'm fine," Emily managed to say first. She knew exactly why she was puking. Just thinking about that plate of Mexican food made her want to strangle Michael.

Michael groaned, "Ava, toss that dish I bought!"

Emily noticed Michael was also throwing up. Could it really be that dish?

"Something's definitely off," Michael muttered, feeling uneasy.

But it wasn't the food; it was Emily. Thinking back on their time together and the weird connection he felt, Michael started to suspect something.

Why was Emily always feeling sick? Her eating habits had changed too. If he was sick because of her, why did she get nauseous just looking at that Mexican dish? Could it be a stomach issue?

But they were always together, and Michael had never seen her take any stomach meds. So why was she puking? Maybe it wasn't a stomach problem at all!

Suddenly, a scary thought hit Michael. Could Emily be pregnant?

Emily stopped eating and asked Ava to make some sour soup and bring it upstairs.

the Mexican dish and realized he didn't feel

grabbed a fork, took a bite of the

The

if she was pregnant, but today's events made him more suspicious. He couldn't hold back any longer and went upstairs. "Emily, are you pregnant?" Emily almost

bit nervous but quickly calmed down, knowing Michael

the hospital, and now you're puking at home. It's hard not to overthink, Mrs. Smith!" Michael emphasized

Emily, it sounded like he was mocking her. Of course, he didn't want a kid, so he wouldn't be nice about it. But luckily, he

wasn't scared and kept arguing. "Michael, how many times do I have to tell

go, we should go check it out. Seeing you this sick worries me. If something happens to you, Grandpa will have my

care about me, alright? It's just a stomach issue, and you brought back that spicy dish. Makes me think you're trying to make me worse, aren't you?" Emily had never been this argumentative

reject

shot back, "Right back at you, Mr. Smith. Stop pretending to care. We're just partners now, not a couple, so drop

for not caring and herself for still loving him. They weren't a couple anymore, so why pretend? Michael, seeing her tears, didn't know what to say. "If you don't want to go, fine. I've got work to do at

to handle Emily's tears and losing the will to argue, Michael made an excuse and left Emerald

couldn't

only remembered washing her face in the bathroom, her cheeks red and eyes swollen. When she stepped out, she ran into Ava,

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