Someone knocked on the door

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door in a low voice. After taking a glance at the bathroom, Malcolm turned around and walked towards the door. Perplexed, he put his hand on the door knob and opened the door at once.

"Poppi..." Outside the door stood the other man, and it was nobody but Benson. As soon as he opened his mouth and was about to speak, he was stunned when he saw the man standing in front of him. But as soon as he put on a smile and calmed himself down, he greeted casually, "Hello, Mr. Mo!"

"Yes, it's me." Malcolm also came to his senses and nodded his head slightly. He was a little unhappy after being surprised.

"I heard that Mr. Mo came this afternoon. But I was too busy to meet you." Benson greeted him politely. "Are you okay? Where is Poppi? "

"Poppi is inside." With the door closed, Malcolm threw a glance at the bathroom.

As soon as he heard the vague sound of water, Benson immediately understood what had happened. With a complex expression on his face, he nodded and said, "then I won't bother Mr. Mo anymore. You must be very tired because of the long travel. Have a good rest." After saying that, he emphasized, "let Poppi have a good rest."

"Of course." Malcolm raised his voice a little and said unhappily, "Mr. Ji, you don't need to worry about that."

All of a sudden, Benson shook his head. He stared at Malcolm and explained, "it's not Mr. Ji who says these words to you. It's Benson. As an outsider and a friend, I remind you, Malcolm, to take good care of Poppi. "

"Friend?" Malcolm slightly squinted his eyes and said, "so far, haven't you recognized your own identity?"

"No matter what Poppi thinks of me, in my heart, she is my friend. In other words, she is more important than a friend," Benson didn't budge. He looked straight into Malcolm's eyes and said coldly, "a lot of things have happened recently. I hope that Poppi can have a good rest. I hope you can protect her safety and her happiness."

"It's none of your business." "Mind your own business." murmured Malcolm

"Malcolm! Are you talking to me? "

Suddenly, the voice of Poppi came from the bathroom. But before Malcolm could answer, Poppi said again, "I can't hear you. Let's talk about it after I go out! Wait for me. I'll be out soon. "

Malcolm's pupils shrank. Would Poppi come out? In the bath towel? Coming out in bathrobe?

In a blink of an eye, Malcolm rushed to the door of the bathroom. He grabbed the door and shouted at the woman, "no! I'm talking on the phone. Come out after you finish! "

How could he let any other man see his wife!

"Well? .... Fine. " Celine tried to open the door but failed. Without much thinking, she went back to the bathroom.

Standing at the door, Benson looked at the situation in these dozens of seconds, not knowing what to do. Seeing that Malcolm was nervous, he suddenly smiled with self-mockery, so

ed and ran to the bathroom.

"Poppi!" Malcolm followed up nervously and rushed into the bathroom.

Holding the closestool, Poppi kept vomiting but couldn't vomit anything after five minutes. Malcolm was distressed to see this. Holding the water and patting on Poppi's back, he asked anxiously, "shall we call the doctor?"

"Nothing." Poppi waved her hand weakly and felt much better. She straightened up and said, "don't call the doctor..."

Malcolm held Poppi up and handed her some water, "drink some water."

"Thank you." Taking it over, Poppi swallowed a little and slowly walked out of the washroom. She looked at the side face of Malcolm and the dark red on his face, then she said apologetically, "I'm sorry."

"No, it's my fault." Malcolm ran a hand through Poppi's hair and said, "I was too rash. I'm sorry. Are you scared? "

Poppi didn't answer. She didn't know what was wrong with herself. Suddenly, she dared not and was not willing to be touched by Malcolm.

"I just, I don't want..." "Maybe I'm a little tired. I'm sorry," Poppi said with a forced smile

"Nothing." Malcolm shook his head and helped Poppi to lie down on the bed. "Then have a good rest and do nothing."

Poppi nodded her head slightly and got into bed under the care of Malcolm. She lay on her side and curled up on the bed with her back to Malcolm.

Malcolm was a little disappointed, but he didn't want to leave Poppi alone, so he leaned over and held her from behind, asking, "can I hold you to sleep?"

".... Yes. " Poppi replied gently.

Although it was light, Malcolm held Poppi even tighter.

Why did he become more and more uneasy? They were on good terms during the day, but she was so indifferent every time they met

Malcolm tensed up. Thinking of a possibility, he opened his eyes. His eyes were lit up. "Poppi!"

"What?" Poppi replied lazily.

"What Are you pregnant? " Malcolm's voice was full of surprise and excitement.