The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride Chapter 527

Chapter 527 

But then, out of the blue Rose, who had been quietly sitting by, suddenly couldn’t hold back her nausea and started to dry heave. 

She hurriedly put down her fork and immediately got up from her seat 

Chloe quickly got up as well, ‘Rosel What’s up with you?” 

Rose waved her off and felt another wave of nausea. She closed her eyes, dry heaved a couple more times, and quickly turned to leave the room. 

Chloe followed right behind. 

The other four in the room, except for a calm Damon, looked at each other. They were freaked out by the scene. 

Rose’s sudden physical reaction got everyone thinking. No one would think it was food poisoning. Even if it was food poisoning, it would take some time for symptoms to appear! They didn’t eat poison; how could they react so fast? Unless, the toxins had been lurking in the body for a while. 

In the bathroom, Rose leaned over the sink, clutching her chest. She kept dry heaving until she threw up everything she had eaten. 

Chloe was by her side, her face stern. 

When Rose had pretty much emptied her stomach and was drained, she turned on the tap with trembling hands. She then rinsed her mouth, and leaned heavily on the sink, catching her breath. 

Chloe looked at her trembling body and pale face; her face got even more serious. She didn’t speak, just waited quietly for Rose to regain her strength and calm down. 

A few minutes later, Rose finally took a deep breath. 

“Feeling better?” Chloe looked at Rose’s pale and haggard face in the mirror and said coldly, her expression unreadable. 

Rose nodded, “Much better.” 

Chloe frowned and grabbed Rose’s hand, leading her out of the bathroom. 

“Chloe? What are you up to?” Rose asked. 

“To the hospital!” Chloe said. 

Rose froze in place, not following Chloe anymore. 

“I just have a stomachache; I’m not going to the hospital!” Rose said. 

Chloe turned to look at her, her gaze deep and sharp, “Stomachache? So did you take any medicine?” 

Rose’s face changed; she turned her head, and didn’t answer. 

“I remember the third day of every month is your period.” Chloe said. 

Rose’s hand clenched into a fist, still not speaking. 

Seeing her like this, Chloe took a deep breath, “No period, always saying you’re sick but refusing to take medicine. Rose, what are you thinking, do you think you can hide it from me?” 

Rose bit her lip, turned her head, and finally showed a hint of vulnerability on her determined face, “Chloe.” 

Rose had always been strong, but her vulnerability and helplessness now made Chloe’s heart ache. 

Facing such a dilemma, she was shouldering it all alone, with no future in sight and no way out. 

A person who was used to being strong and independent might not find it difficult to do things that were very difficult for ordinary people. The true difficulty lied in those even harder things. 

The same went for feelings, or perhaps it could be said that a person’s external strength and inner vulnerability were not directly related. 

Even a little emotional hurt could be the deadliest blow to them.