Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 859

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Bennett had been so busy he hadn't been home in two weeks.

When he finally returned, it was late at night.

Yvonne was already asleep when Bennett got back. He tried to be as quiet as possible, but he still woke her.

He was still in his military uniform, carrying the chill and dust of the night, so he didn't dare get too close to her.

“Did I wake you?” Bennett asked.

Yvonne shook her head, then quickly covered her mouth, scrambled out of bed, and rushed to the bathroom to dry heave.

After the seventh week of her pregnancy, she had started experiencing morning sickness, and it was quite severe.

Yvonne hadn't eaten much for dinner and had already thrown up once before bed. This time, there was nothing left to bring up, and she heaved so hard it brought tears to her eyes.

“What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?” Bennett asked, his eyes filled with concern as he hurried to her side.

After she finished, Yvonne turned on the faucet to rinse her mouth and wash her face. She dried herself with a towel before turning to Bennett. “It's nothing, just morning sickness. It should pass in a couple of months.”

Yvonne had lost her appetite recently and was vomiting frequently.

But for something like morning sickness, even the best doctors had no real solution. Helen had been trying all sorts of different recipes for Yvonne.

Still, Yvonne had visibly lost weight and looked listless and drained.

Bennett changed his clothes and took a quick shower before lying down next to her.

He gently touched Yvonne's head, then her flat stomach, his deep eyes filled with worry and sympathy.

“It’s just normal morning sickness. Don't look like the sky is falling,” Yvonne said with a smile, snuggling into his embrace.

Yvonne wouldn't let her child suffer that indignity.

“Okay,” Bennett said with a smile.

They talked for a while longer about the wedding. Even with a wedding planner handling everything, there was still a lot for them to do.

In her first trimester, Yvonne had a poor appetite but was constantly sleepy. As they were talking, she drifted off to sleep.

Bennett finished what he was saying and, getting no response, looked down to find Yvonne already asleep on his lap.

The next day, they didn't get up too early.

The first thing Yvonne did upon waking was rush to the bathroom to dry heave. She couldn't bring anything up, and the force of it felt like she was retching up stomach acid.

She ate very little for breakfast. After Bennett coaxed her into drinking half a bowl of nourishing soup, they set off for the Thompson residence.