Alice was afraid of him. If she refused to eat, Kennedy would keep feeding her in this way.
She did not like that.
Although the two had kissed many times, this way to feed food made her feel nauseous.
But Kennedy didn’t think so. He fixed his eyes on her lips, as if he wanted to do that again.
Alice stared at him indignantly, and then got up, saying, “I will eat by myself.”
As she was to reach for the bowl, Kennedy got the bowl and the spoon, and then put a spoon of porridge to her lips.
Alice, “...”
It'd better to feed her this way than to feed her with his mouth.
Alice said to herself and then opened her mouth.
After eating a bowl of porridge, Alice felt less easy, but she was too hungry, and she took the second bowl.
Kennedy probably saw through her idea, so he gave her the bowl.
After eating three bowls of porridge, Alice felt full.
Kennedy packed up things and then walked out. Looking at his back, she felt he was terrible...
He could not believe that he put her through this.
For many years, it was the first time Alice ate a lot.
She felt her round belly and suddenly thought of something. While Kennedy was gone, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed, looking for the pill.
As she jumped out of bed, she felt her legs soft and almost knelt down, fortunately, she held the bed edge, and then looked around.
The bottle of medicine had been kicked aside by Kennedy. It was under a cupboard somewhere, still in the room.
Taking advantage of his absence, Alice searched everywhere for it.
Looking for a long time, she failed to find it. When she heard footsteps outside the door, Alice had to hurry back to bed, pretending not to get out of bed.
Kennedy came in holding a laptop in hand. And then he sat down and turned on the laptop in front of her.
“...??”
He wanted work here? In her room?
Was he really about to watch her for 24 hours?
Alice felt bad about it. She reached her phone under her pillow and had a look.
If Kennedy stayed here all the time, she certainly can't get out.
Well, how was she supposed to take the pill?
Alice felt she could ask Yanis to bring it over.
But even if Yanis brought it here, she had no chance to eat it since Kennedy had been there.
The pills had been taken with 72 hours, and it had been long time now. If she didn't hurry up to take it, she might really carry his child.
At this thought, Alice pinched her mobile phone was to text Yanis.
How could she prevent Kennedy from finding it if Yanis came?
This was a serious problem.
As she was thinking, she felt much sleepy.
Probably because of Kennedy’ torture, she was really tired. She put down the phone and lied down to get some sleep.
Soon the room was full of regular breathing.
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