The mixture of various smells in the market nearly caused Luo Qianxun to vomit.
She held back her discomfort, bought a chicken, had the butcher kill and chop it, and then took a taxi back to the villa.
Li Mingxun had only given her an hour. She didn't want to give him a chance to belittle her.
After cleaning the chicken, she put it in the pot to stew. In less than ten minutes, the aroma of chicken soup wafted from the pot.
The rumbling sounds from her stomach reminded Luo Qianxun that she was hungry; she realized she hadn't eaten breakfast or lunch.
With a sigh, she didn't feel like cooking and opened the cabinet to grab a bottle of milk and some bread.
This unhealthy lifestyle had to change, but she kept forgetting.
"Ugh... ugh..."
Perhaps her stomach was too empty; after a few bites, Luo Qianxun felt nauseous and vomited into the sink, leaving her weak and kneeling on the floor.
Raising a hand to her belly, tears continued to fall.
She too, was a pregnant woman. Why was she so pitiful when others celebrated pregnancy and had a whole family to take care of them?
"My love for you will never change..."
The phone rang. Luo Qianxun saw that it was Bai Xiaolian. She sniffed and answered, "Xiaolian, what's up?"
"Qianxun, what's wrong? You sound strange?"
Bai Xiaolian sensed something was off in Luo Qianxun's voice, "Have you been crying? Did that jerk mistreat you again?"
"No, it's just that morning sickness started, just retched."
Luo Qianxun denied it, laughed bitterly, and said, "I didn't know what morning sickness felt like before, but now I do. It's much more uncomfortable than motion sickness. Anyway, did you need something?"
"Oh, the bar was giving out fruit today. I have a lot, should I bring some over?"
There was some noise from Bai Xiaolian's end, "But not so soon, until I'm off work."
"No need, I have enough fruit here, you keep it for yourself."
Luo Qianxun was going to the hospital to take care of Jiang Xinjie. She was afraid Bai Xiaolian would visit only to find her absent and would make a scene at the hospital, making things even worse.
"Alright then."
Bai Xiaolian didn't insist, reminding Luo Qianxun, "Qianxun, take care of yourself, I'm hanging up."
After hanging up, Luo Qianxun saw that the soup was almost done. She got up, went to the bathroom to wash her face, and put on a light makeup.
Even though she was a loser in front of Jiang Xinjie, she didn't want to appear too pathetic.
Looking at her reflection in the mirror, Luo Qianxun's nose tingled, and she started crying again.
How did she screw up her life like this?
Because of her grandmother, and another reason, she was able to marry Li Mingxun.
She thought being able to marry the man she loved was a fortunate thing, but it didn't seem that way now.
She missed her grandmother. After her grandmother passed away, she didn't have any relatives left.
No, she had one now. The baby in her belly was her closest family.
"Ah..."
She sighed deeply. No matter how hard it was, Luo Qianxun knew she had to persist.
As long as she didn't divorce Li Mingxun, there would come a day when he would change his mind.
She walked into the kitchen, poured the chicken soup into a thermos. After thinking a bit, she poured herself a bowl of soup and drank it all in one go.
Why should she wait on that hypocritical woman with the soup she made? She was also pregnant and needed nutrition.
No matter how Li Mingxun saw her, she must not treat herself and the baby in her belly poorly.