When Sebastian finally came to his senses, he quickly got up and chased after her. When he arrived at the restroom next to the conference room, he happened to see Yasmine leaning over the basin and vomiting. Distressed, he patted her on the back. He asked with a puzzled look, "What happened to you?"
Yasmine Taylor almost emptied her stomach of its contents. She rubbed her eyebrows weakly, "It's fine. Maybe it's something I ate last night."
"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have brought you with me. But that restaurant always had a good health record. How could you end up like this from their food?"
In actual fact, there could be another reason for her condition apart from her having a bad stomach. However, Yasmine was infertile, therefore they ruled out that possibility at once.
"Are you really fine? You don't look so good. Shall I ask someone to send you back to rest?"
"I'm fine. I think I'll feel better since I had vomited everything out. Let's head back."
Yasmine returned to the meeting room and explained to everyone apologetically, "I'm sorry. Something came up just now. I'll continue my presentation."
Besides the occasional giddiness in the afternoon, Yasmine didn't vomit again. Before she got off work in the evening, Sebastian Simons came to her. "Yasmine, I'm going to have dinner with a German client tonight. You don't have to come with me. Go home and have a good rest."
"Mm. Okay."
Yasmine was looking forward to heading home and rest.
She drove back to the Mansion House alone, parked the car, and went into the living room. She threw the bag that she was holding aside and lay down on the couch, exhausted.
"Yasmine, why did you come back alone? Is Sebastian not coming home for dinner tonight?"
"Yes, Mom. He's going to meet with a client."
"Aren't you his secretary? Why didn't you accompany him?"
"I'm feeling a little under the weather,"
"Oh, is it bad? Do you need to see a doctor?"
Madam Simons sat down next to Yasmine and touched her forehead. "Ah, you're not running a fever. That's good."
"Well, I'm just a bit tired."
"Wash your hands and let's have dinner first. After dinner, you should head upstairs early to rest."
The Simons family dinners were always very hearty. Regardless of whether her son and daughter-in-law would be home for dinner, Madam Simons would ask the servants to prepare at least one to two of their favorite dishes.
On the dinner table tonight was Yasmine's favorite roast lamb. As soon as she sat down, Madam Simons offered her a slice. "This roast lamb is imported from E City. The meat's very fresh and tender. Give it a try."
"Okay, thanks Mom,"
After vomiting in the morning, Yasmine hadn't eaten anything since noon. She was feeling rather hungry at the moment.
She picked up the juicy roast lamb and took a bite. "Mm, it's so delicious."
Just as she was about to have a second bite, the overwhelming, disgusting feeling came again. Before she could retch, she quickly covered her mouth and ran into the bathroom.
Madam Simons was shocked and she hurried after her. When she saw her daughter-in-law lying by the toilet bowl and retching non-stop, she went forward quickly and asked, "Yasmine, what happened?"
"I ate something bad last night. I vomited once this morning."
Yasmine got up and wiped her mouth with a towel.
Hearing that she had already vomited once this morning, an expression of surprise flashed across Madam Simon's face. "Has your period come this month?"
Yasmine was stunned. As she walked out of the bathroom, she answered, "My periods have always been irregular, so it's normal for it to be late for a week or so."
"Oh, what about this month?"
Yasmine thought for a moment, "I think I'm late for more than a week now."
"Oh gosh, that's not normal at all. It's definitely not normal."
Madam Simons held her hand in delight, "Let's go. I'll take you to the hospital to check it out now."
Yasmine reminded, "Mom, it's already so late in the night. The hospitals are already closed. Shall we go tomorrow instead? I just want a good sleep now."
Madam Simons patted her head, "Oh, I'm really an old and confused woman. Rest first and I'll take you there tomorrow morning."
Noticing the spark in her mother- in- law's eyes, Yasmine turned her back away silently, her heart filled with uneasiness. She knew that her mother-in-law must have thought that she was pregnant. This fact alone gave her an invisible pressure. She knew her own physical condition, so she was afraid that her mother-in-law would be disappointed in the end.
The fact that she was unable to have a child - it was still a thorn in her heart even though two years had passed.
The next morning, when Sebastian woke up, Yasmine had already prepared the clothes he needed for the day. She put her arms around his neck and said softly, "I'm not going to work today."
"Why?"
"I'm still feeling a little unwell. Mom said she'd take me to the hospital for a checkup today."
"Ah okay. Would you like me to come along too?"
"No, it's alright. You have to sign a contract with the German client today. Work is way more important." Sebastian pecked her on the face, "Well, call me if you need anything then."
After breakfast, the chauffeur drove the car to send Yasmine and Madam Simons to the hospital. The feeling she had at the moment was similar to that when she went to the hospital with her mother-in-law two years ago. She was very nervous. However, this time, she was not concerned about whether she was infertile but rather if she was indeed pregnant. On the way there, her mother-in-law kept suggesting that she was pregnant. There was a faint glimmer of hope in her heart as she thought about the symptoms of pregnancy. However, she couldn't imagine how delighted she would be if she really was pregnant. Last night, she even dreamed of an angel waving at her.
"Miss Lorris, please follow me."
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