So, she was hoping Balfour would stick up for her and give Ellinor a piece of his mind.
But Balfour just gave her a stern look and said coldly, âIf a quest doesnât want to drink, they donât have to. Youâre not going to force her, are you?â
âI didnât meanâ¦â Patricia was even more embarrassed. Her brother, Balfour, wasnât backing her up That damn Ellinor! What she did just now was definitely on purpose!
Xenia was also pissed off by Ellinorâs repeated tricks, but what she was more worried about now was her daughterâs health.
âPatri, did you forget to take your vitamins today?â Xenia reminded her.
Snapping back to reality, Patricia realized what her mom meant night away, âRight! I forgot, no wander Iâve been feeling a bit off! Grandpa, Grandma, Dad, and Balfour, you guys keep eating: Iâll go take some vitamins and then come back down to join you!â
With that, she turned around and left in a hurry.
Ellinor kept eating the chicken wing that Alyssa gave her with a slight smile on her face as she watched Patriciaâs retreating figure.
If she wasnât mistaken, Patricia was probably throwing up in the bathroom.
There must have been something she didnât know about in that glass of pomegranate juice.
They wouldnât be so stupid as to openly poison her and risk their own futures So, there was probably something harmful to the baby in that glass of pomegranate juice. Patricia had been wanting to hurt her unborn child for a while now Ellinor put down the chicken wing and wiped her hands, then she got up and said. âExcuse me, everyone, Iâm going to use the restroomâ
Patricia was hunched over the toilet in the bathroom, trying to get all the harmful pomegranate juice out of her system.
After throwing up for a good five minutes, her face was flushed, and she finally stood up, washing her hands in the sink Just as she stepped out of the bathroom, she heard Ellinorâs voice.
âFinished throwing up?â
Patricia stopped dead in her tracks. Turning around, she saw Ellinor leaning casually against the wall near the bathroom, smirking at her.
Her eyes filled with resentment, and she gritted her teeth, âEllinor, you did that on purpose!â
Ellinor gave a light laugh and raised an eyebrow. âCh? What did I do on purpose?â
Patricia was livid. She dropped the innocent act, âYou made me drink that juice on purpose, but you didnât drink it yourself!â
Ellinor laughed, âMs. Howard I have no idea what youâre talking about You and your mother, Xenia, were trying your damnedest to make me drink that pomegranate juice. I didnât want to, so I just humored you a bit.
And besides, thatâs juice your mother squeezed herself Whatâs wrong with me wanting you to drink a little more?
Or are you saying you think your mom put something bad in the juice?â
âYou!â Patricia was at a loss for words; her guilt was written all over her face.