Lying on the bed, sleepiness didn't come, but the nausea in her stomach surged. She patted her chest, trying to drive away the feeling. Eventually, she ran to the bathroom, squatting beside the toilet and vomited everything she had eaten for lunch until her stomach was empty and she finally felt better.
When she was rinsing her mouth by the sink, something suddenly flashed through her mind. She smiled at the mirror, touching her lower abdomen with some incredulity. Was she... pregnant?
As soon as she thought of this, she couldn't wait to confirm it, but it seemed unreasonable to leave after just half a day. There were no pharmacy stores nearby, so she couldn't even buy a pregnancy test. Better to wait until after the holiday and then go to the hospital for a check-up.
By the time he comes back, maybe he will already be a father. She would be so happy, wouldn't she?
She had always yearned for a child. Did he hear her inner voice now?
