The Fate of Love novel Chapter 21

I couldn't hold back, "Oh!" I ran to the restroom and vomited everything I had just eaten.

"Taste bad?" He said behind me.

I shook my head, "No, I might have been hungry for a day. Maybe I ate it suddenly after a long time."

He helped me up, making me a little confused.

"What happened?"

He changed clothes, "Get dressed, let’s go out to eat!"

I refused, "No, I'm not hungry. I have no appetite."

However, it seemed useless, "I am waiting for you outside!"

Seriously, I was really not hungry, but...

I finally followed him up.

It was busy from 7:00 to 8:00 o’clock in Jiangcheng City. Samson glanced at me sideways, "What do you want to eat?"

I thought, "Light diet!"

The morning sickness made me refuse the fishy smell.

He nodded slightly. I suddenly realized that this was the most harmonious day since we got married.

If only everything was forever for our family of three!

I went in Homy Congee Food for a seat.

The waiter showed me the menu before I just ordered a few snacks and a pumpkin porridge.

To my surprise, Samson came in with two people, Carol and Kris.

Was it a chance encounter? Or an appointment in advance?

Carol's expression suddenly changed.

Carol took a step faster than Samson, sat next to me, looked delicate, "Sister Sharon, may I sit next to you?"

Can I say no?

Of course, can't!

So, I kept silent.

"What did you order?" Samson asked.

I said, "A few snacks and a porridge!"

Kris pouted, "Brother, I have no appetite."

Samson nodded.

Thus, the three people began to chat.

Felling sad, I spoke, "Miss Lucinda, sorry!"

I haven't touched the pumpkin porridge just now. It was Carol.

"It's okay, Sister Sharon, you should be more careful next time." She then looked at Samson, "Brother Samson, the porridge was spilled, I don't want to eat anymore, could you take me out for shopping? "

Samson frowned, looking at the untouched snack, "After eating something!"

Therefore, no one had noticed me.

I was so superfluous and ridiculous.

"I’ve to go!" The pain was kept on.

God was not so fair to every girl.

"Sharon!" It was Samson.

Looking at me, he frowned angrily, "What are you doing?"

Doing what? Was he blaming me for hitting Carol?

"I have no appetite, want to go back." I felt uncomfortable and sad.

He walked towards me, "Sharon Sandra, is this your upbringing?"

My wrist was grabbed by him while I laughed, "Upbringing? Samson Finn, what do you call upbringing? A husband takes care of another woman in front of his wife?"