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Adelaide cleared her throat, “No, I think coffee would be more
suitable because I’m a bit tired and need coffee to wake up. If possible, I think a drink of liquor would be fine too, it can warm me up. Oh, or maybe I should go downstairs and run five
kilometers, that would warm me up even more. Excuse me, do
you have a treadmill here?”
“Mr. Thorton?”
Reginald squinted his eyes, as if to say, What do you mean by
suddenly saying that to me?
Adelaide thought she was pretty smart this time, almost
instantly understanding his expression. She smiled slightly and
said, “Mr. Thorton, do you suspect every woman of being
pregnant just because she suddenly feels nauseous?”
This comment was full of sarcasm and condemnation of
Reginald’s guessing behavior.
Reginald himself: ”
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Nathan coughed twice again, then lightly punched his left palm,
“Ha, turns out it was just a misunderstanding. Ms. Pierce, you have no idea, you were charging towards the bathroom so
aggressively, it was really scary. I even had my phone out,
waiting for Mr. Thorton to tell me to call 911 or 912”
“Why call 12320?” Adelaide blurted out.
“I and Mr. Thorton suspected that the food at that hotel was not
clean.” Because Nathan said it with such a serious expression, Adelaide believed it.
Nathan’s eyes lit up as he eagerly picked up the lemonade,
“Since Ms. Pierce wants coffee, I’ll go get a cup.”
“Never mind….” she just said it casually earlier.
“No worries, I was planning to have a drink too.” Nathan just left like that.
There was a brief silence in the study.
After a while, Reginald looked at Adelaide, who was translating
with a frown, and asked, “So why did you suddenly feel
nauseous?”
Adelaide casually replied, “Ate too much.”
“You only took five bites of that pasta.”
Adelaide couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow and give him a
quick glance, just to see what she was up to with her food.
Reginald said, “When you rushed to the bathroom, Abigail said
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you only said half of what you wanted to say!”
Seeing his inquisitive look, Adelaide felt like a weight had been
lifted off her shoulders, “I just suddenly remembered that not
long ago I stepped on a pile of dog poop from a stray dog!”
The air suddenly fell silent for a few seconds.
Reginald looked at her with a “are you kidding me?” expression,
“You really think so.”
She shrugged, “The brain is out of control.” Then she asked, “Mr.
Thorton, can I continue translating now?”
Reginald knew she was lying, but didn’t want to keep asking.
Um, they both nodded, and then fell silent.
***
At night, in the hotel.
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