Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife
Chapter 385 - 399: Overestimating Oneself, Underestimating Love (1)

Chapter 385: Chapter 399: Overestimating Oneself, Underestimating Love (1)

So, after carefully calculating the time in her heart, Isabel Smith felt that it seemed to have only been forty days, so she calmed down again.

Although she didn’t sleep very well last night, the moment Isabel Smith stepped into the Smith Corporation, she still displayed an elegant poise, wearing her 10-centimeter high heels and a smile, and walked towards the elevator.

The receptionist saw Isabel Smith and immediately rushed to the elevator with a smile, pressing the button for her and loudly called out, "CEO Smith."

Isabel Smith nodded and stepped into the elevator, pressing the button for her floor and riding up.

Isabel Smith didn’t know if it was because she hadn’t eaten breakfast, but when the elevator started and stopped, she felt the blood rising, making her feel nauseous.

When Isabel Smith came out of the elevator, her steps were slightly unsteady, her face a little pale. Secretary Emille had something to ask for her opinion and rushed over immediately. She started babbling a long description.

Isabel Smith tried hard to listen carefully, but she felt scattered and unable to focus. As a result, she missed parts of the conversation. It was only after Secretary Emille had repeated herself three times that Isabel Smith could reluctantly make a decision.

After dealing with a matter that was neither big nor small, Isabel Smith returned to her office and felt exhausted. She sat in her office chair, raised her hand to rub her forehead, drank some water, and finally calmed down.

There was a lot of work to do in the morning, and Isabel Smith kept busy until 11:30. She found herself feeling weak, thinking it was due to hunger. She didn’t want to go down to the cafeteria and instead ordered takeout. Her favorite teppanyaki rice.

The food arrived in just 15 minutes. Isabel Smith paid the bill and opened the food box. In the past, she always had a great appetite when she saw this dish, but now she felt it was greasy and her stomach churned. She picked up the spoon and took a few bites before dropping it and bending over to vomit into the trash can.

Since she hadn’t eaten anything in the morning, there wasn’t much in her stomach, so she just dry heaved with a bit of stomach acid coming out.

Obviously, she couldn’t eat any more. Isabel Smith packed up her food and threw it in the trash can, then left her office and went to the restroom.

While Isabel Smith was in the restroom, two female employees were chatting outside.

"What do you think, should I keep this child or not?"

"Haven’t you already had one? Maybe don’t keep it for now. Living in Bellshire is so stressful, and you and your husband are already struggling to pay your mortgage and raise your child. If you have another one, your happiness will be completely gone!"

"That’s what I thought too, but my mother-in-law wants me to keep it. As soon as my husband told her yesterday, she called us seven or eight times, afraid we wouldn’t want this child!"

"What did your husband say? You can just listen to him!"

"My husband doesn’t want it either, but you don’t know. Before you get pregnant, everyone thinks they don’t want the child. But once you’re pregnant, you can’t let go. It was just one time during my safe period when I didn’t take precautions with my husband, and we got pregnant!"

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As they talked, they walked out of the restroom, and Isabel Smith faintly heard the sound of water running. Then the restroom became strangely quiet.

Sitting on the toilet, Isabel Smith felt a little strange. What was going on today, encountering so many pregnancy-related matters?

Isabel Smith didn’t think it was some kind of sign, and she didn’t want to think about it in that direction. After finishing in the restroom and returning to her office for a brief rest, she continued to work.