Chapter 428 The Chocte


    Doesn''t Matter!


    After speaking, the designer turned and left.


    Linsey, moved by her kind gesture, found herself smiling.


    A few momentster, the designer returned with a box of choctes, setting it gently on Linsey''s desk.


    Linsey smiled softly, grateful. "Thank you. I''ll treat you to lunch sometime."


    "It''s nothing! I have plenty more. Go ahead, Linsey. Try one and see how it tastes!" the designer replied with a cheerful grin.


    The designer had only recently joined the Fashion Design Department at CR Corporation.


    From the beginning, Linsey had been the department head, guiding her team with a steady hand.


    In the designer''s eyes, Linsey wasn''t just beautiful and kind-hearted-she was incredibly skilled. She admired her, genuinely.


    "Alright." Linsey unwrapped a piece of chocte, her movements calm.


    The rich, sugary scent filled the room almost immediately.


    Linsey''s nose wrinkled at the smell, a sudden wave of nausea rising in her chest.


    Without thinking, she took a small bite.


    The sweetness hit her instantly, too much, too strong-cloying in her mouth.


    A sharp wave of nausea surged up from her stomach, relentless.


    Linsey grimaced, fighting the urge to swallow the chocte.


    She couldn''t hold it in any longer. Quickly, she covered her mouth, her face turning pale.


    "Linsey! Are you okay?" The designer''s voice wasced with worry as she rushed to Linsey''s side, gently patting her back. "Spit it out, quickly!"


    Linsey couldn''t keep it down any longer. She spat the chocte into the trash can, relief washing over her immediately.


    "Linsey, drink some water!" The designer was panicked, unable to believe that something as simple as chocte could cause such a reaction.


    Linsey hunched over, her body tense as she struggled to straighten up, the difort weighing heavily on her.


    Pressing a hand to her chest, Linsey felt as though she might throw up stomach acid.


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    Chapter 478 The Choodune Sorart tamer


    At that moment, she was wide awake, the fog of exhaustionpletely gone She exhaled weakly, epting the water from the designer and taking a small sip. "Sorry for wasting your chocte, Linsey said, her voice hoarse.


    "The chocte doesn''t matter" The designer''s gaze lingered on Linsey, concern etched deeply on her face.


    After a brief pause, a thought seemed to hit her, and the eximed, "Linsey, I know you''re married... Could it


    be that you''re pregnant?


    Linsey froze, the words hitting her like a ssh of cold water.


    Pregnant?


    Linsey''s heart began to race, the thought crashing over her like a tidal wave.


    Ever since by started asking when she and Collin would have children, Linsey had been more eager to get


    pregnant


    But just as the flicker of hope ignited in her eyes, she quickly smothered it.


    She masked her disappointment with a forced chuckle. "It''s probably just my old stomach issue acting up again."


    Thest time, she had had a simr episode with dry heaving, all from not getting enough rest and dealing with stomach difort.


    Lately, she had been buried in work-especially designing a suit for Collin, which had consumed most of her


    time.


    It was probably just exhaustion. That would exin why she had been so tired this morning.


    The designer, still concerned, suggested gently, "Linsey, I really think you should see a doctor soon."


    Linsey nodded, giving a faint smile. "Alright, I''ll go to the hospital. Thank you."


    The designer didn''t linger, quickly returning to her desk to resume work.


    Linsey nced at her schedule. Tonight, she had to attend the Lawson family''s banquet.


    If she still wasn''t feeling well by the afternoon, she would ask Collin to take her to the hospital after the


    banquet.


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