-Carrie suspected that Mr. Labbe had taken medication.

“Come over here,” Mr. Labbe said, appearing to be in a good mood.

He waved at Carrie, enjoying the scent of her fresh shower.

“Mr. Labbe,” Carrie approached and called him sweetly.

Despite her desire to harm Mr. Labbe, she lacked the ability and could only appease him.

When he was happy, her life became easier.

Her goal was to eat, drink, and leave Wiltspoon as quickly as possible.

As long as he was not nearby, she could live a content life.

Although she had to learn etiquette, it was preferable to confronting the unpredictable Mr. Labbe every day.

One moment he could be affectionate, and the next, he could strangle her, nearly sending her to meet her great-grandmother.

Mr. Labbe seized Carrie’s hand and pulled her onto him.

He turned over, pinning her beneath him.

Just as he was about to make his move, Carrie suddenly pushed him away.

She quickly jumped out of bed and rushed to the bathroom.

Mr. Labbe heard the sounds of her vomiting from the bathroom.

His well-groomed face darkened ominously.

Though he had many mistresses, none had ever dared to treat him this way.

Carrie was clearly reckless! Did she think he needed her? He could find others at any time.

His interest in her stemmed from her disdain for Serenity and Camryn, which made him bold in his usage of her.

Others always feared the power of the York family.

After a long silence, Mr. Labbe got out of bed and walked into the bathroom.

Seeing Carrie, who was struggling to vomit, he asked coldly, “Does my touch disgust you so much?” Carrie continued to retch violently.

The room was dark, and she felt extremely uncomfortable. When she heard Mr. Labbe’s cold words, fear gripped her, and she quickly shook her head. After a moment of struggling to suppress her nausea, she explained, “Mr. Labbe, this has nothing to do with you. I don’t know why I suddenly felt sick and then vomited.” Mr. Labbe stared at her for a long time before responding, “I’m sorry you lack the courage.”

Nausea and vomiting? Mr. Labbe, who already had a son and daughter, abruptly asked Carrie, “Don’t you take medicine afterward?” Carrie was taken aback and replied, “I have taken medicine, but I don’t take it every time. Is it necessary to take medicine every time?” She believed that taking it twice should suffice.

Mr. Labbe softened his expression and calmly said, “Tomorrow, I will arrange for someone to come and check your pulse.” Carrie then asked, “Mr. Labbe, what if I really am pregnant and the child is yours?” He coldly replied, “Terminate it!”

Carrie responded, “I’m still pregnant even after taking the medicine. This child is meant to be ours.” Mr. Labbe maintained his cold demeanor and said, “Those medicines have serious side effects and can easily lead to fetal malformation. If you are truly pregnant, you should abort the baby immediately while it is still young to minimize harm to your body.” Carrie could only respond with, “…Oh.” She thought to herself, if a deformed child were born, she would become the subject of ridicule.