The Deserted Rich Beauty novel Chapter 1713

In the mirror, Nicole saw her pale face and colorless lips. She looked a bit weak.

Nicole thought that she might be sick.

She touched her forehead, but it was not hot.

Clayton's face was tense as he noticed her expression. He held her waist with one hand while he took a tissue in the other hand to dry her sweat, moving lightly and carefully.

"How are you feeling? Do you still want to vomit?"

Nicole closed her eyes and shook her head. She then flung her whole body into his arms and spoke a little breathlessly.

"I don’t have any more strength, but I’m still so hungry."

Clayton pursed his lips. The worry in his eyes was obvious. His voice was low as he coaxed her.

"I'll make some oatmeal for you, okay?"

Nicole nodded. Clayton picked her up and put her on the sofa, careful not to touch her stomach.

However, Nicole did not notice his actions. She closed her eyes tightly. Her legs were resting on the sofa, and she looked very lazy and comfortable.

Clayton quickly cooked her some oatmeal. Nicole finally managed to stomach it and restored some vitality after finishing a bowl.

Nicole simply cleaned up and went back to the bedroom to rest. Clayton stayed in the study until very late.

When he went to bed, Nicole had fallen asleep, and she slept quite soundly.

The bed next to her sank down for a moment. Nicole was slightly conscious. She turned around and familiarly placed her hand on Clayton's body. She even touched him a few times to confirm that it was him before she could rest easy.

Clayton held her wandering hand and looked at her for a long time in the dark.

Nicole thought that he fell asleep, but she suddenly heard him call out to her.

"Nicole?"

Nicole answered in a daze.

Clayton placed his hand gently on her stomach. It was so gentle, like he was afraid of scaring her.

He continued, "Do you want to keep this child?"

The night was very silent.

Nicole woke up from her sleep because of these words.