Ernest hesitated, avoiding a direct answer. After a beat, he said, “Elissa, aside from not being able to marry you or give you a title, nothing will change between us. Don’t worry—Linda and I are just for appearances. I’ve never touched her, and with her condition now, I never will.”
“Ernest!” Elissa couldn’t take another word. His words were outrageous—shameless to the point of absurdity.
“You actually…” Elissa trembled, fury coursing through her. Her eyes were like ice. “You want me to be your mistress while you marry another woman? What a sick joke!”
“Elissa…” Ernest’s voice turned hoarse. “What’s so wrong about being my mistress? I’d give you a life better than any woman alive—”
“Shut up! You disgust me!” Elissa thrashed in his grip, shouting, “Stop talking—I feel like throwing up!”
Suddenly, she clutched her mouth, her face twisting—she looked like she was about to vomit.
“Elissa?” Ernest’s brow furrowed. “I mean it… I want this. I want you.”
“Ugh…” Elissa’s complexion drained of color. Still trapped in his grip, she waved her hand frantically, trying to push him away. But Ernest wouldn’t let go.
“Ugh!” At last, Elissa couldn’t stop it—she vomited all over him. Instantly, a stunned silence fell.
Already soaked in tea, Ernest now stood covered in vomit, reeking, humiliated, and silent.
Elissa parted her lips, stunned that she had actually thrown up. “I told you to let go!” she snapped, her voice sharp with shame and fury.
Even now, he refused to release her.
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“Ernest, let me go now!” Elissa demanded, her patience gone.
“Elissa…” Ernest’s eyes darkened, thoughtful and unreadable.
“Let go!” Elissa fought wildly. Then dizziness hit—her vision blurred, her steps faltering beneath her.
“Elissa!” Ernest caught her instantly, scooping her into his arms. “We’re going to the hospital. You need a doctor right away!”
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Inside the hospital’s examination room, Elissa rested on the exam bed and glanced at the nurse nearby. “How does everything look?”
Relief had finally settled in—the waves of queasiness and that odd sour feeling were gone.
A warm smile spread across the nurse’s face. “Congratulations. You’re going to have a baby.”
Those words hit Elissa like a tidal wave. Color drained from her cheeks. “Pregnant? Did you say pregnant?”
“Surprised, aren’t you?” The nurse couldn’t help but grin. “Bet you thought you had something else going on. Your husband looked so worried when you came in earlier. I bet he’s grinning from ear to ear now.”
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