After being accompanied by Zayden to his room, Ren bid him good night before entering.
However, the sound of someone coughing—vomiting—in the washroom caught his attention. Without thinking for another second, he rushed inside.
To his surprise, Yusha was washing his face, his body trembling.
"Yusha?" Ren murmured, and the servant immediately jolted, turning off the faucet.
"R-Ren," Yusha stammered, wiping his mouth as if to make sure nothing was left there.
"What is wrong? Are you still sick?" the silver-haired man asked, approaching him.
"Y-Yes. I think the food here is not suitable for my stomach…" Yusha lowered his gaze, looking anywhere but at him.
"Is that so?" Ren asked, suspicious. First, his taste in food had changed… and now he was vomiting. These were symptoms he was far too familiar with.
Then, without thinking further, he asked, "Are you pregnant?"
Yusha immediately stepped back, covering his stomach defensively.
Ren couldn't help but wonder.
