He had barely reached the doorway when he heard the sound of retching coming from the bathroom.
Frowning deeply, he rushed in.
"Throwing up again?" He stepped up behind her, using one hand to gather her hair out of the way while his other hand gently rubbed her back.
When she finally finished, her face was flushed and she was completely drained of energy.
Thankfully, Joseph was right there to catch her as she leaned back into his chest.
"How do you feel? We should go to the hospital today. The sickness is getting worse," he said softly, looking down at her with pure heartache.
"No need," Vivica replied weakly. "It's just part of pregnancy. It'll get better after the first trimester."
Joseph's frown deepened.
"You can go now. I need to use the toilet."
He didn't budge.
She gave him a weak push. "I need to go, please step out."
Reluctantly, he let go, letting out a heavy sigh before turning to leave.
But the moment he heard the toilet flush, he pushed the door back open.
Vivica shot him a look but didn't say anything as she started brushing her teeth and washing her face.
Joseph stood by her side like a loyal guard on standby.
"Are you in a better mood today?" he asked cautiously.
Mid-face wash, she threw back a single word: "No."
He pressed his lips together, remaining silent.
Once she finished, he immediately reached out to support her arm. "Let's go downstairs and eat. Your stomach is completely empty."
Joseph looked back at Vivica. Not a bad strategy.
She glared at him. "Don't even think about it! I have plenty of money!" She then turned her faux-anger on her son. "Stop giving him terrible ideas and eat your breakfast, or I'm going to be mad at you too."
The boy stuck his tongue out. "Uh oh. Sorry, Daddy, I can't help you anymore. You're on your own!"
Looking at her cheeky son, Vivica had to bite her lip to keep from smiling.
After breakfast, Joseph offered to drive her to work, but she completely ignored him. She grabbed her purse, got into the bodyguard's car, and sped off.
Joseph let out a defeated sigh and walked toward his own car.
Roderic came to pick him up and immediately noticed something was off. "Mr. Baird, how on earth did you manage to upset your wife? I've never seen her give you the cold shoulder like that."
Too proud to admit the truth to his subordinate, Joseph offered a vague excuse. "Pregnant women are moody. It's just how it is."
"Oh..." Roderic muttered under his breath. "And here I thought you'd fallen out of favor already."

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