Chapter 709 Vitamin C Or Laxative?
A curious smile appeared on Cherise’s face. “I haven’t reviewed your sister’s medical file yet, but I’m intrigued by her unique constitution. Does she have a vitamin C allergy? Or can she consume fruits and vegetables like regular people?”
Ursula sat frozen, unable to find words.
The room became heavy with tension. Suddenly, Rowena, reclining quietly in her wheelchair, opened her
eyes.
“Lula, why are you crying?” Rowena’s voice was frantic as she looked at her tear-streaked sister.
Feigning shock, Rowena turned to Ursula. “Who upset you? What’s wrong?”
Damien’s smile instantly disappeared. “Rowena, your timing couldn’t have been worse,” he said, his tone. icy.
His words caused Rowena’s hand, resting on the wheelchair, to clench into a tight fist. Nevertheless, she managed to turn to Damien with a look of surprise. “Damien, when did you return? I thought you were buried in work again today.”
Her gaze shifted to Cherise, who stood beside Damien with her arms crossed. “Ms. Shaw, could you explain this situation? When did Damien arrive? And why is Lula crying?”
Cherise scoffed, unfazed by Rowena’s act. “Ms. Mortis just fainted, which naturally upset your sister. Damien came to ch*ck on you.”
“Fainted?” Rowena feigned confusion. “I don’t remember… I drank some water from Frances, felt a little drowsy, and then I must have fallen asleep.”
Cherise’s l*ps twitched into a knowing smirk. “So, Ms. Mortis, did you enjoy your little nap?”
“Well… yes,” Rowena replied, her voice slightly hesitant.
Rowena returned an awkward smile and turned to Ursula, scolding her in a hushed tone, “I just dozed off! You tend to overreact. You must have alarmed Damien and Dr. Shaw.”
Ursula pouted but remained silent.
From the moment Rowena didn’t faint after drinking the water, Damien knew she was playing a game, but he decided not to confront her right now. “Alright, now that you’re awake, let’s go downstairs. I can overlook you falling asleep in my house this time, but I don’t want it to happen again.”
With that, Damien turned and left the room, his expression icy.
Cherise followed him but suddenly remembered something and glanced at Rowena and Ursula. “Oh, by the way, I almost forgot to tell you two, the toilet in this guest room is clogged. If you need to use it, you’ll have to go downstairs. Don’t use the one in the room. It wouldn’t be very ladylike to leave it smelling awful for others to find, right?”
A chuckle escaped Cherise’s l*ps as she turned and left. The door slammed shut behind her.
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“Gurgle!” Another loud stomach rumble echoed through the room.
Ursula sniffed and curled her l*p in disgust. “Why can I still hear her stomach growling? She just left! So annoying!”
Rowena, locking pale, clutched her stomach. “Screw you! That’s not her stomach; it’s mine…”
Had she not almost been exposed just now, she had no idea how long she could have endured it. Why did her stomach suddenly start aching so badly?
She pursed her l*ps. “Lula, help me to the bathroom.”
Ursula’s eyes widened. “But Cherise just mentioned…”
“Then wheel me to the bathroom downstairs!” Rowena’s face was ashen, and she was clearly struggling to
hold it in.
Cherise was truly cunning, claiming that her son gave her vitamins. It must have been a laxative!
“Come here.” When she exited the guest room, Cherise grabbed Damien’s arm and pulled him into the study.
Once they were inside and the door was shut, she quickly retrieved two pills from her pocket and picked up a gla*s of water. “Take these.”
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