Lottie is unaware of Ralph's plans and his conspiracy with York.
Forced by Connie to return to the hotel to rest, although closed eyes, the heart still remembered a lot of things.
She had a very restless sleep and waited until dawn to get up in a hurry and call Edward to inquire about the progress of the autopsy.
Edward was also busy all night without sleep, and when he received the call, the test results had just come out.
"Don't worry, it's not Mr. Chapman," Edward said as he yawned, and, impatient to beat around the bush, told the result straight away.
Lottie's heart suddenly sank with relief, and a wave of backlash came over her, making her want to cry on the spot.
Edward reassured her a few times before hanging up the phone.
There was also a knock on the door of Lottie's room.
Lottie wiped her tears and went over to open the door.
Connie walked in and looked at Lottie with heartfelt eyes.
"I knew you were awake already, I bought breakfast, come and have something to eat."
"No, I don't want to eat."
"You have to eat even if you don't want to!" Connie shoved a sandwich into Lottie's hand and spoke in a fierce manner.
Lottie looked helplessly at the sandwich in her hand and suddenly felt sick to her stomach and couldn't help but cover her mouth.
"Look how thin you are. When Mr. Chapman comes back and sees your current appearance, he will be heartbroken."
Connie knew she couldn't persuade her, so she brought out Ralph.
Lottie's face was a little hesitant after hearing this, but in the end she didn't refuse again.
Connie is right, when Ralph comes back, if he sees what she has done to herself, he will be angry.
Mr. Chapman rarely angry, but if really angry, it is very difficult to coax, often have to drain her, only barely subsided this way.
Thinking of Ralph's haughty appearance in the past, Lottie curled her lips slightly and took a bite of her sandwich.
Connie was relieved to see Ken eating.
Another seafood porridge and milk was pushed in front of her.
"Isn't the sandwich too dry? How about some porridge, that sandwich was prepared by Alfred, he lives abroad all the time and likes to eat this stuff."
Lottie understood what was going on when she heard that Alfred had prepared it.
This sandwich, I'm afraid Alfred did not take it to Connie to eat, or maybe he made it with his own hands.
Lottie then handed Connie the sandwich she had taken a bite out of: "Here you go."
Connie froze.
"You shouldn't mind me, right?"
Connie shook her head, "What are you talking about, who would dislike you."
"Then take it, it's made for you by Alfred, how can I have it all to myself."
Connie's face turned red, "What are you talking nonsense about."
Lottie shrugged, forcing the sandwich to Connie and tugging the bowl of porridge over to herself, ready to drink it.
As a result, once you smell the faint fishy smell of seafood porridge, your stomach turns upside down.
Then he went to get the milk, but as soon as he smelled the milk, he couldn't stand it and almost vomited directly.
Connie is looking down at the sandwich in her hand, trying to determine if it was made by Alfred himself or not.
But Lottie pushed away the food tray in front of her and got up to rush to the bathroom.
"What's wrong, Lottie, are you okay?"
Connie was taken aback and followed in a hurry.
As a result, Lottie was seen hugging the toilet and throwing up in a faint.
Connie was so anxious that she immediately went up to her and patted her on the back and pulled a tissue for her.
Lottie took a paper towel and wiped, feeling comfortable with vomiting, before shaking and getting up and going to the sink to rinse her mouth.
"This is not even eaten, but also vomited instead, if this continues, how can your body stand it?"
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