Chapter Thirteen

Amelia looked at her own vomit in the toilet, feeling even more nauseous. That week had been hellish, nothing would sit right in her stomach. And for a change, her period was late.

All the emotions of the last few days were violently messing with her hormones.

" Amelia, is everything all right? May I come in? " Mrs. Smith asked as she entered the room.

Amelia came out of the bathroom, she was visibly nauseated.

"For God's sake, Amelia! You look pale! " Helena spoke as she supported her while Amelia walked to the bed.

"I'm going to make an appointment with my doctor right now for you. " Helena said, reaching into her pocket for her cell phone and calling the doctor's office.

Amelia watched from afar as Helena went to the window and spoke to the doctor's secretary on the phone.

A few minutes later, Helena hung up and turned to her on the bed.

"Okay, they managed to fit you in this afternoon. Go and rest assured that I'll take care of Mr. Alderidge. " Helena reassured her, smiling at A