Conversation 1

Michel's eyelashes were flattering as he saw her shake her head in a response of decline. He raised a brow to her hold the thermos bottle and the medicine.

"Why won't you eat? You are sick right? And rather it's not my child." He said proving himself innocent.

Rose glared at him as she sat on her back restraining the pain she felt on her lower abdomen. The ache was nothing compared to a simple headache. She was weak in her legs as if her leg was torn from the joints.

"I don't blame you..."

"No, why would you? You are the one who's bearing a child or perhaps it was so soon that you are completely broken by the heart?" Michel teased her as she began to water again.

"It…..it was my ex who did it." Erica's voice was no honey to his ears. It was all a painful moan to him.

"Rose, hurry up. We are going to the submarine show" Liam said as he ties his shoelace and Rose steps in the room with a white silk gown. Her hair was pulled out and her light make-up was breathtaking.

She pushed herself