Chapter 31:  Where Is She?

Prisley woke up late the next day, lying in bed for a while. The bedroom door was knocked. Mark came in.

"Feeling any better today?" Mark's smile was like the first sunshine of the morning, always so delightful.

Prisley frowned and said, "My whole body aches."

"You need exercise. Moving around occasionally will help with that," Mark looked at her with tenderness. "You should come out with me more often instead of staying in the office or at home."

Mark reached out his hand, gesturing for Prisley to get up.

"I had some food sent over. You have to eat something."

Prisley then realized she hadn't eaten almost all day. But she had no appetite whatsoever.

"Can I not eat?" she asked Mark with a pitiful look.

"You can, but it can't," Mark's gaze shifted to her belly.

Prisley's face softened, pouting.

Mark was right. The baby was still small has gone through such a tough time. She had to take good care of it.

Reluctantly, she sat down at the dining table. When she picked up the knife, her who