Madam Escaped Again, Sir (Lillian Hawkins and Eric Walker) novel Chapter 164

Zane couldn’t stop himself. He lifted his hand to his nose and took a sniff to inhale the faint, pleasant scent that lingered on his palm. Immediately, he knew that it was the smell of Sonia’s perfume that had remained after they shook hands. The perfume smelled fresh and elegant, just like the aura that Sonia gave off. He couldn’t help but want to inhale the scent for a while longer, and that was precisely what he did —he lowered his head a little to smell the perfume on his hand. While doing so, he pictured Sonia in his arms, with his head pressed against the space around her neck. He could imagine the whole scene where he’d be able to smell the perfume on her body.

Zane felt the tips of his ears turning red as his heart rate began to increase. At that very moment, his body jolted in response to the sudden ding of the elevator. Charles walked out from inside with a thermos in his hand. He nearly bumped into the person before him as he hadn’t expected anyone to be standing outside the elevator. Fortunately, Charles managed to stop just in time to avoid knocking into Zane.

“Why are you here?” Charles asked puzzledly when he saw that the person in front of him was Zane. “What are you doing here?”

Zane’s expression darkened as the mesmerizing scene in his head had been disrupted. He looked even grimmer when he recalled Charles and Sonia’s relationship. Therefore, Zane only scoffed before he strode into the elevator without replying to Charles’s question. Charles cocked his head sideways as a series of question marks popped up in his head. “What’s going on?” / didn’t insult Zane in any way, did I? Why would that brat, Zane, stare at me like I was his enemy? “Is he crazy?!” Charles rolled his eyes as he couldn’t comprehend the situation. After a little more grumbling, he headed directly toward Sonia’s office.

“Hey, baby.” Charles pushed the door to enter the room. Sonia had been going through some documents, but she raised her head when she heard his voice. “What are you doing here? Are you done with your work at the office?” she asked. It was rare for Charles to visit the office ever since Paradigm Co. was able to manage on its own. He had his own company to handle, after all. “There’s nothing much going on today. I’m here to send you food. My mom made some braised ribs, and she got me to send some over as she knows that you like it a lot.” Charles held up the thermos in his hands.

Sonia’s eyes lit up immediately. “Braised ribs! I haven’t had that in a long while. Do help me thank your mom!” “Hurry up and try it. It’s going to turn cold soon.” Charles placed the thermos on her table before twisting the top open. The strong scent of meat lingered in the air the moment he opened the top. Just moments after that, the smile on Sonia’s face stiffened as her face turned visibly pale after inhaling the smell. Then, she hastily clamped a hand over her mouth before she pushed her chair back and ran off to the toilet.

“What’s going on?” Charles was utterly stunned by her sudden actions, and he only came to his senses when he heard the sound of her vomiting in the toilet. He immediately lowered the bowl and cutleries in his hand to help her out in the toilet.

By the time he got there, Sonia had her hands pressed against the sink for support. She lowered her body to puke, and she looked weak and frail after throwing all of her food up. “What’s the matter, darling?” Charles frowned as he stared at her worriedly.

Sonia caught her breath and shut her eyes for a while before she leaned her body against the wall beside the sink. “I’m fine,” she replied weakly.

“How could you say that you’re fine? You’ve puked so much that you look like you’re about to faint. Look at how pale you are! No, I have to call for the doctor to come.” Charles took his phone out to make a call as he spoke. She immediately opened her eyes and reached forward to push his arm down. “There’s no need for that, Charles. I’m not sick.”

“You’re not?” He gazed at her confusedly.

“Then...”

She let out a sigh. “I guess I shouldn’t hide this from you any longer. You’ll find out about it sooner or later anyway. I’m pregnant.”

“Ah, you’re pregnant. I thought...” Charles’s voice faded off as he realized what was wrong with his sentence. “Wait, you’re pregnant?!” The pitch of his voice increased as he widened his eyes to stare at her.

“Mm hmm.” She nodded.

He was completely dumbfounded. After a long while, he finally managed a croak. “How long?”

“Nearly two months,” she replied with her gaze fixed on the ground.

Two months... Isn’t that about the time when she had a divorce with Toby? Charles swallowed a mouthful of saliva before he spoke in a rather bitter tone. “It’s Toby’s, isn’t it?”