Shelly rushed behind Charlotte and gently rubbed her back, "Charlotte, what's wrong with you? You looked terrible."
Jacqueline was quite experienced with it and naturally understood why, "Dry heaving is natural during pregnancy. The older generation always says that the worse the dry heaving is, the more likely you will have a boy."
It took a while before the dry heaving stopped. She straightened up, rubbed her chest to catch her breath and apologized repeatedly, "Sorry, sorry, sorry, I couldn't help it today, I made a scene here, maybe it was a little hot."
"Feeling better?" Shelly opened a bottle of mineral water and handed it forward.
Charlotte took it and took a few sips, "Thanks, that's better."
In fact, she had never had dry heaving, and it was all faked.
She smoothed her breath and raised her eyes to Jacqueline, half shyly and half deliberately, "Auntie, you are right, it is indeed a boy." After saying that, she lowered her head in embarrassment.
Jacqueline was stunned and did not react for a moment. It took her a long time to realize that she was overjoyed and went forward to hold Charlotte's arm, pointing at her still-burgeoning belly, "Really? It's really a boy?"
"Hmm." Charlotte nodded, "I went for my maternity checkup yesterday and the doctor told me with the ultrasound report. The doctor told me that it was a boy and it was healthy."
Watching them chatting about the child as if he was not around, Luther's face was grim and silent.
For some reason, after she saw Charlotte dry heave a few times.
Joyce suddenly felt her stomach turn over like she was also throwing up.
"Excuse me, I have to go to the bathroom."
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