Why the Crocodile Tears (by Flower Sock) novel Chapter 325

Gregory might have stood up for Anathea, but he’d made himself vlnerable to verbal attacks from the rest of the Sinclair family, not to mention left grudges in his wake.

He’d become collateral damage in one way or another, which left Anthea feeling uneasy.

Since she didn’t want to owe him favors, she felt the need to explain herself to him and make him understand that she wasn’t being unreasonably fussy.

“I’m not deliberately picking on the food and refusing to eat these dishes…”

“I know.” Gregory’s lips curled as he turned back to the maid and ordered a few dishes suitable for pregnant women. He added emphatically, “The food needs to be entirely cooked through, and hold the grease and alcohol.”

Anathea studied Gregory’s solemn side profile, rendered speechless by his instructions to the maid. Had he taken the time to look up pregnancy diets?

Gregory turned back to her and found her spacing out. He raised his hand and placed it over hers.

“I wouldn’t have brought you here if I’d known this would happen. I’m sorry you had to put up with this.”

Her fingers curled. Gregory’s left hand was still bandaged, and as he placed it over the back of her hand, she couldn’t help looking at it.

It also reminded her of how he’d shielded her in his arms when the pair of scissors had sliced through his palm.

Crimson blood had beaded and flowed unstoppably from the deep cut, yet his first reaction hadn’t been to hiss in pain but rather to bury Anathea’s face in his chest so that she wouldn’t see such a gory sight.

And this time, Gregory could have avoided an argument with his family if he’d just told everyone Anathea couldn’t eat any of the dishes Eleanor had prepared because she was pregnant. Things would have blown over much quicker that way.

But he’d kept her pregnancy a secret because he knew she didn’t want to announce it and risk displeasing Lennox and Holden.

Anathea lowered her gaze as complicated, indescribable emotions roiled within her.

Not long after, the newly ordered dishes were served. As the rest of the Sinclair family ate the food on their tables, they glanced over at Gregory and Anathea’s.

“To think he’d order a special fare for her. The food she’s having is so ordinary!”

“The food isn’t what’s special. You’re too naive if you think that way.”

“That much is true. This is the first time I’ve seen anyone have the privilege to order new dishes d

luncheon.”

“I agree. I’ve never seen anyone get away with it.”

a Sinclair family

Just then, Eleanor smiled and said, “Now that the food is to Anathea’s liking, let us forget about the altercation earlier and enjoy our food. No need to stand on ceremony.”

It was impressive how Eleanor could carry out her act from start to finish. Anathea thought Eleanor ought to be commended for having such a strong sense of commitment.

Meanwhile, Gregory had already picked up his spoon and given Anathea a helping of the new dishes. He also proceeded to peel shrimp for her. He seemed to recall she liked shrimp.

Indeed, shrimp was one of the few things Anathea could stomach in her current stage of pregnancy. As such, she speared the shrimp, which had been lightly dabbed in a savory sauce, and put it in her mouth. However, she chewed the shrimp a few times and frowned.

Shrimps were normally plain in flavor, but for some reason, a fishy taste exploded in her mouth after she took a few bites of

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shrimp. Her stomach churned dangerously as if in protest, too.

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A grunt escaped her as she bit her bottom lip, trying her hardest to suppress her nausea. Her face paled with the effort.

“What’s wrong?” Upon noticing Anathea’s discomfort, Gregory immediately brought his hand to her mouth and urged worriedly, “If you want to throw up, just do it.”

Anathea shook her head. She wanted to tell him she could wait for the feeling to pass, but the churning in her stomach was far more violent than she’d anticipated.

Unable to help herself, she keeled over and retched.

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