He was absolutely kicking himself. How could he have believed his wife when she said she was fine last night? She had thrown up all night, which was heartbreaking enough, but now she had started again without even eating a single bite of food today.
'What if it's a serious illness? We can't afford any delays.' At this thought, Tristan Grayson's expression grew grim. He poured a glass of water and went to Mika Summers's side, helping her rinse her mouth. Only when the pained look on her face subsided did he say urgently, "We can't let you keep throwing up like this. Let's go to the hospital."
Mika Summers had never been this sick before. She was utterly drained of strength. The moment she stood up, she collapsed into Tristan Grayson's arms. In a soft, coquettish voice, she murmured, "Honey, I feel like I'm about to float away."
