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The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 1089
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Piper showed up uninvited.

In the half hour waiting for Brittany, she had already figured out Brittany's achievements over the past six months. Impressive as

they were, they still didn't seem to match up to Eltham's standards.

She pulled out the contract, ready to discuss a partnership.

Brittany was sharp in business, not showing any signs of weakness even when dealing with Piper.

After a bit of back-and-forth, Piper couldn't gain the upper hand and even seemed to be at a slight disadvantage.

Towards the end, Brittany, feeling unwell, excused herself and headed to the restroom.

Her morning sickness was particularly severe.

She had lost a considerable amount of weight in just a few days. If not for herpany duties, she would have preferred to rest at

hrather than stepping into the office.

Piper noticed something was off and followed, "Ms. Lte, are you alright?"

Brittany, after vomiting to the point of bile, rinsed her mouth with swater and wiped the corners with a tissue, "Thanks for

your concern, my stomach's been acting up these past few days."

She offered a weak smile.

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Seeing that Brittany wasn't pretending, and since the contract discussions were almost done, Piper didn't want to stay any longer.

"Ms. Lte, you should rest if you're not feeling well. Let's leave the contract discussion here for now. I'll take my leave."

After seeing Piper off to the elevator, Brittany felt a surge of nausea again.

She staggered into the restroom, throwing up until she felt faint.

She had been pregnant before, but the memories were a blur.

Only her body's instinctual reactions were unmistakable, the repeated vomiting was unbearable.

Finally, after emptying her stomach, she feltpletely drained.

It took her about fifteen minutes to gather herself before returning to her desk.

If this continued, it might be the end of her.

After sthought, Brittany reached out to a private doctor, "I need something to ease the morning sickness, the sooner, the

better."

After hanging up, she rested her head on the desk, enduring wave after wave of difort.

The private doctor was efficient, quicklying up with several remedies for morning sickness and personally delivering them to

the office.

"Ms. Lte, what do you need these for?"

Brittany's pregnancy had not been made public, known only to herself.

Fortunately, she had been resting well enough, feeling a bit better at the moment.

"A friend of mine is pregnant and having a tough twith morning sickness. | wanted to help her out."

Brittany took the remedies with aposed expression, "Let's keep this between us until it's been three months."

In the Western context, it'smon to wait until after the first trimester to announce a pregnancy.

"Of course."

The private doctor, not suspecting anything, left.

Brittany, having received the remedies, spent the evening back at the Lte residence, preparing sherself.

Perhaps it was a placebo effect, but after eating two bowls, she didn't vomit and even felt her appetite returning.

Yuri, seeing her appetite improve, breathed a sigh of relief, "You've been off your food lately, and | was worried. You've been tired

these past days, take stto rest."

Brittany had visibly lost weight.

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Brittany didn't refuse, "Alright."

She spent a week at home, experimenting with the remedies. Sworked, others didn't. It was a cycle of eating and vomiting,

but by the end of the week, she had actually lost a couple of pounds.

Eltham returned from a business trip and visited the Lte residence.

Upon entering, he found Brittany enjoying a bow! of spicy tomato soup with gusto.

On her day off, Brittany was without makeup.

Dressed in a light pink loungewear, her long hair tied up, revealing a slender neck. Perhaps it was the spicy soup, but her face,

along with her forehead, was covered in a fine sheen of sweat, making her look as fresh as a ripe peach, tempting to be picked!

"Ms. Lte."

Brittany, engrossed in her soup, looked up upon hearing Eltham's voice.

Caught in the middle of enjoying her meal, her lips were stained with a ring of spicy oil, her tender tongue barely visible, her eyes

sparkling with moisture.

Why was he here?

She grabbed a napkin, wiped her mouth, took a sip of juice, and then turned to Eltham, "When did you get back? What brings you

here all of a sudden?"