Outside the door, Belinda was still very concerned. "Miss, if you are not feeling well, I can call the doctor for you."
"No... No, I'm fine. "
However, Belinda didn't believe what she heard. "Miss, why don't you open the door? I'll go in and have a look."
After all, she had learned some nursing knowledge. If something happened to her, she could also do the nursing work in advance.
Fiona was about to cry.
She was grateful that someone cared about her, but it was so much that it made her in a dilemma now.
Especially the man in front of her was so hot that she was almost burnt. Her heart beat wildly, and she had no choice but to stick closely to him, fearing that the man would suddenly scream.
"I'm really fine."
As soon as she finished her words, the hot air blew on her neck, making her itchy. At the same time, Jeremy had lowered his head, kissing her earlobes, neck, and even clavicle.
She was going crazy.
She pushed his head away with strength, with tears in her eyes.
"Really?" Belinda sighed and reminded her, "Miss, please call me if you need anything, or Mr. Richard will kill me."
After she left, a layer of sweat began to form on Fiona's forehead.
She took a deep breath and found that Jeremy put his hand into her clothes. She almost refused subconsciously, "No!"
"Really?"
Jeremy couldn't bear it anymore. He wanted to take off her clothes as soon as possible. He wanted to be sure that she was his real wife.
He didn't want to play hide and seek with her. He couldn't bear to be separated from her for even a moment.
He said in a hoarse voice, "I miss you so much. I..."
"EW..."
With a burst of sour water in her stomach, she pushed him away and threw up in the toilet.
She would not be relieved until she almost spit out all the things in her stomach.
She took a glass of water and turned around to find that Jeremy was staring at her with a pair of incredible eyes. She felt a little uncomfortable as if he wanted to see through her.
She wiped the water stains on her hands with a tissue and asked confidently, "What are you looking at?"
"Are you pregnant?"
"Ha-ha!"
She couldn't help laughing. How could she be pregnant?
She laughed back and forth. "Don't joke with me. I just feel a little uncomfortable. I hope Mr. Jeremy can leave first and let me have a good rest."
She was sleepy too.
This time, he left without looking back.
Lying on the bed, a burst of acid water poured up again. She went to the bathroom and vomited for a long time before she recovered. Was she really pregnant?
But she had been in a coma for a long time?
This child...
It could only be Jeremy's child.
No, she had to investigate it as soon as possible.
In fact, Jeremy jumped out of the window quickly and ran to a drugstore near the villa to buy a pregnancy test stick. But he didn't know which one was better, so he bought many test sticks, one each with different brand.
When he was about to climb to the window with a bag of things, someone clapped hands.
Vincent slowly walked out of the darkness, with an indelible smile on his face, and seemed to be satirizing, "I didn't expect that the dignified Mr. Jeremy would do such a sneaky thing."
"It's none of your business." Jeremy went to see his wife.
Vincent suddenly approached him and asked provocatively, "I'm afraid you don't know who her current fiance is. Jeremy, let me tell you again, she is not your wife."
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