No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I'm Done novel Chapter 180

Chapter 180 Did You Call the Police?

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However, Amelia coldly pointed at the table, where most of the bowls and plates were already empty. “No need, I’ve already eaten.”

Ethan froze where he stood. The hand holding the thermal flask suddenly looked ridiculous and unnecessary.

At that moment, Hayden, who had been quietly observing the adults from the side, leaned forward with a maturity far beyond his age. He peeked at the thermal flask in Ethan’s hands and asked, “Ethan, why does your congee smell like crab?”

He sniffed the air, then said with complete certainty, “Aunt Amelia can’t eat crab. She’ll have an allergic reaction. Don’t you know that?”

The child’s clear, innocent words thundered through Ethan’s mind.

His face turned even uglier in an instant.

He looked as if someone had slapped him across the face several times.

After six years as Amelia’s husband, he was only realizing this now.

It wasn’t even something he could say he had forgotten, because the truth was that it had never really registered with him in the first place.

As Amelia’s husband of six years, he had only learned something so critical to her health today, and it was only because a child had reminded him.

The realization left him deeply embarrassed.

Still, with Mason present, Ethan’s pride would not allow him to fall apart so easily.

So he turned his gaze to Amelia and asked in disbelief, “Amelia … why didn’t you ever tell me that you can’t eat crab?”

Amelia lifted her eyes and looked at him calmly. “Are you sure I never told you?”

Ethan’s expression stiffened at once.

Then, he remembered.

Not long after they were married, there had been a Rowe family dinner. One of the dishes on the table that night had been crab cakes.

Back then, their relationship was still decent. He remembered that Amelia had been wearing a

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light purple dress that day, sitting quietly beside him.

During the meal, he hadn’t noticed that she barely touched the crab cakes.

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It wasn’t until the dinner ended and they returned to their room that Amelia said to him hesitantly, “Ethan, I’m allergic to crab. From now on, could you ask the kitchen not to make

crab cakes anymore?”

And how had he responded back then?

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He had only glanced at her and replied casually, “If you can’t eat it, then just don’t. There are so many people in this house. Do you expect everyone to cater to your diet alone?”

He had even thought she was making a fuss and being overly sensitive.

After that, Amelia never brought it up again.

She simply avoided any dishes that might contain crab.

Still, the unexpected happened.

At another party, the chef added crushed crab meat to the seafood chowder for flavor. Amelia hadn’t known and drank half a bowl.

That night, her allergic reaction came fast and hard.

Her face broke out in red rashes.

He had frowned at the time and said with obvious disdain, “Amelia, what’s wrong with your face? Is it a hormone issue? Do you want me to find you a doctor to help regulate it?”

Not a single word of concern, only complaints and mockery.

He hadn’t even thought about taking her to the hospital. It had been Miles who noticed something was wrong and called a family doctor in the middle of the night.

So it wasn’t that she had never told him. He simply had never paid attention.

The regret swallowed Ethan whole.

He could no longer maintain his calm façade. With an awkward motion, he closed the insulated container that had turned into a complete joke and set it on the empty cabinet nearby.

He took a deep breath and tried to change the subject again. “Amelia, how are you feeling today? Does the wound still hurt?”

“It doesn’t.” She replied coldly, then dismissed him without hesitation. “You should leave. I don’t

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