Chapitre 167: Nothing to worry

"Sab, can you help George in the kitchen?" Marge instructed as she placed the cutleries on the table.

"Ok." She left the table outside and walked back inside the kitchen. "What do you need?" She asked George as soon as she saw her slaving on the stove.

"I want you to sit for a minute. You were moving like a tornado, trying to do everything at once." George told her, making her seat on the stool in front of the counter. "You should pace yourself and not overwork your body."

George immediately stopped herself. She almost blurted out that it was not good for the baby. George did not want the news to come from her. She was respecting her sister's wished to tell their father in her own time.

Just on cue, their father walked in and overheard what George said. "What's going on? Are you sick? I noticed that you are losing some weight. Had you seen a doctor?" Her father started barraging them with his question, specifically her.