I could be the only one in Knight’s family who behaved undue familiarity in front of all the people at the table.
When I was looking at Brooke, I knew that Calvin was looking at me.
I pretended not noticing him.
I thought Brook Knight would ignore me, but he just picked up the bowl in front of me, spooned soup to feed me, “Take care, the soup is hot.”
He gave me an out. I accepted it immediately.
So, I opened my mouth and took all the soup he fed to me.
Then he just fed me the whole bowl of soup, and I finished it.
Mrs. Knight looked at me with a complex expression. Mr. Knight cleared his throat. Maybe they all felt sickened by my behavior.
But I just wanted to sick one person.
When I looked down, picked up the bowl, and pretended looking at Calvin by chance. but he was having his meal as cool as a cucumber.
He thought I was invisible; I took him as a hollow man instead.
I was having my meal and suddenly I had a violent pain in my stomach with cold sweat on my forehead.
Brooke sensed my difference first and asked, “Josephine, do you have a stomachache?”
Not just stomachache, but a terrible stomachache.
I clinched my teeth and nodded, Zofia touched my face and said, “You look rather pale, go to see the doctor right now.”
Brooke carried me and walked out of the restaurant.
I was pregnant with a baby and weighed about 10 pounds more. Though Brook was not as strong as Calvin, he carried me very easily.
Zofia stumbled and followed us. “Go to hospital! Go to hospital!”
Brooke walked while telling Stella, “Call the family doctor to come!”
It was nice for rich people have family doctor.
I was too painful to say any sarcastic word.
Brooke carried me to my house and lay me on bed.
I felt too painful to breathe heavily -- a severe throbbing pain in my stomach when breathing.
Brook Knight bent down and looked at me with a stormy look. “You shall know when to show off.”
I did not show off. It was his mother who had spited me.
Zofia was sitting next to me and consoling me. I knew she meant well, but she was as noisy as a fly, and I would have flapped it if I had a flyswatter.
The doctor arrived when I felt I could not endure any more. He asked me what I had in the daytime, after checking and said, “You may eat too much in the daytime, and don’t have dinner on time, which cause you to suffer from stomach disorders.
It was an easy job for doctors. I could draw the same conclusion too.
The doctor said, “Mrs. Knight cannot take stomach medicine due to her pregnancy. And there is no immediate way to ease her pain. Take care of her meals these days, keep warm and don’t catch cold.”
“So, you just leave me with this pain?” I gritted my teeth against the pain.
The doctor threw up his hands to show there was nothing he could do. “If you are not pregnant, I can have you put on a drip. There is lot of medicine you cannot use at the moment. You can put a hot-water bottle at your stomach region to relieve the pain.”
I could not feel my stomach, and may just feel the baby in my tummy. I was also worried if I used hot-water bottle, the baby would be killed by it.
The doctor could not cure me. I felt upset, turned over to the wall.
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