"Miss...," Paul pursed his lips, "was forced to come back by the sir."
The butler furrowed his brow, "No wonder, I felt the atmosphere was a bit strange."
Paul lifted his face, "Is there anything else to eat?"
That cold war between the two had made things difficult for him and Jessica. He had thought that he could have a good dinner tonight, but Moses had ruined the table of delicious food before they could even have a bite. He was already so hungry that his stomach was sticking to his back.
"Of course!" The butler immediately waved to the maidservant who was too scared to make a sound, "Hurry and prepare another dinner for Mr. Paul!"
Upstairs, Gan Yuan rushed into her own room, closed the door behind her, and immediately dashed into the bathroom, leaning over the washbasin to vomit.
After retching a few times, she only brought up some gastric juices and didn’t really vomit anything substantial.
Rinsing her mouth, she scooped some water to wash her face, and then looked up at her pale reflection in the mirror, exhaling weakly.
Wiping her face dry, she turned and walked out of the bathroom, pausing with her hand on the doorframe.
A moment later, she quickly left the bathroom and walked over to her desk, her eyes falling on the calendar above it.
She looked down at her body and lifted her hand to rest it on her belly through her clothing.
In the past, she had never had motion sickness on planes or boats. Could it be...
Footsteps sounded from outside the door, and she hurriedly dropped her hand, sitting down at her desk as if nothing were out of the ordinary.
There was a knock at the door, a soft sound.
She turned her face toward the direction of the door.
The butler pushed the door and came in, setting a glass of juice on her desk, "Paul said you felt a bit seasick. I made you a glass of juice, maybe it will make you feel better?"
Gan Yuan took the cup and sipped it. The juice was sour and sweet, which actually suited her current taste.
The butler looked at her affectionately, "Miss, you have become even more beautiful than before, and much more mature. But... you seem to have lost some weight."
Clasping the cup, Gan Yuan turned around, took his arm, and pulled him to sit down on the sofa opposite her.
"You are still the same."
Ever since she entered this castle, the butler had always been very caring toward her. Her foster father was always busy, and by comparison, the butler was more like a father, taking meticulous care of her.
"How could that be," the butler gave a self-deprecating smile, "I’ve aged."
She smiled, "You don’t look old at all."
"Hearing you say that puts me at ease," the butler handed her a paper towel, "What would you like to eat? I can make it for you."
She shook her head gently, not feeling much of an appetite at the moment.
The butler thought for a moment, his eyes lighting up, "How about a fruit pizza?! The kind with lots of mangoes, you used to love it when you were younger."
When she had first arrived, she hadn’t had much of an appetite either, and the butler tried different recipes to make food for her. Fruit pizza was one of them.
"Alright, wait for me a moment, it’ll be quick!"
She wanted to refuse, but the butler had already stood up, winked at her, and quickly went downstairs.
Listening to his descending footsteps, Gan Yuan raised her hand to press against her temple, then once again brought her hand to rest on her belly.
Ever since giving birth to Gan Tang, her menstrual cycle had been extremely regular, never off by a day or two. This time, however, it was already a week late.
Because of the many things that were keeping her busy these past few days, she hadn’t noticed this.
Looking at the empty cup on the desk that she had drunk from, Gan Yuan considered a possibility, and her eyes suddenly shone with brightness.