Chapter 35
Misha retired from modeling and had her own brand of clothing. It was her other dream, to own a fas.h.i.+on line and be fas.h.i.+onable always.
She had been working tirelessly for this past few days with her team. She wanted to ensure that they will be ready for the soft opening and not embarra.s.s themselves.
She and Duke established the clothing line. They named it Vows. The clothing line focuses on the soon to be wed people and help them in their clothing. She wanted to be of something and wanted to leave a lasting impression to their clients.
The clothing line was not for ready made gowns and dresses but for customization of it. They wanted to appear it to be a high-end. So they made it that way.
This day, they will have a meeting for a potential clients. She and Duke are first to arrive in the restaurant. It was a Filipino restaurant in country A and had a five star rating. She was there with Lyndon before and she actually loved their food and fused it with the culture of country A and had a positive from the food critiques in the industry.
She ordered seafood since it was lunch and she did not ate this morning. She skipped meals and because of it, Lyndon was worried about her health. He could not imagine that his wife would be that enthusiastic about business and even skipping meals because of it.
The food arrived at the table.
"Girl, let's eat first. I know you did not ate breakfast. Lyndon told me to keep an eye on you." said Duke while tearing the fatty limbs of the crab.
She did not answer Duke. She had an inexplicable
"I know. Sorry for worrying you." she said and it was shown on her face that she was about to vomit. "I'll just go to the washroom." and then she disappeared in that instant.
Duke wanted to ask her if she's okay after he noticed her pale face but the woman is long gone.
He could only wait at their table.
On the restroom, she vomited all of she had. It was just veggies but still she wanted to gag herself and vomit everything she had but nothing came out.
After she gurgled water and fixed her make up, she returned to their table and continued to wait for their client.
The client was late with thirty minutes and they have finished their meal before their client arrived.
They discussed the motif of their wedding and as well as the design and color of the gowns and tux.
In the middle of their discussion, Misha wanted to vomit again. She finds everything they ordered unappealing and nauseous. By seeing the second order of food on their table, she was irritated by the smell.
Since they were on a business meeting, she can only complain her mind. She could not afford to lose the deal just because she felt uncomfortable.
Duke had been glancing her. He actually noticed her change of complexion. He wanted to reschedule the meeting but he knew that Misha will not allow him.
He just sent a text to Lyndon telling that Misha had been vomiting everything she had during the entire meeting.
Receiving this, Lyndon handed his work to Maybel and rushed out from the building of L&L.
The meeting was over and agreed that they will meet again for the fitting and for the sizes for the gowns and tux.
"Girl, are you okay?" Duke asked seeing that Misha has been paling and she actually vomited in the room they booked.
"I'm not. I just want to vomit every thing I ate!" she answered and quite irritated by Duke.
He on the other hand had that small inkling but he will gamble everything by asking it.
"Have you had your period yet?" he asked. He thought that Misha might be pregnant because it's been two years she actually married Lyndon. She could have been pregnant during their first year but it was a nightmare.
"Wait, I think I did not have my period with this past two months!" she exclaimed with the realization.
"Have you seen an o-b and make a pregnancy test?" Duke asked her again.
"No.. I haven't and why would... W-what?" she's baffled by his question until she realized what could it mean. She automatically placed her hand over her belly.
She maybe pregnant with Lyndon's child. "How could that be? He used protection every time we do it." she said while stabbing the food with fork.
The door flung open and Lyndon stood at the door huffing for air. He run the emergency staircases because he thought that Misha might faint. But what he heard from their conversation opened another possibility for them.
Lyndon hear them rightfully. He rushed and scooped Misha from her seat and carried her princess style to the underground parking lot where Uncle Dan waited for them.He placed Misha carefully at the back seat before he sat beside her.
He fished out his phone and dialed a number. The other line rang.
"h.e.l.lo, Dr. Williams, where are you?" he asked. It seemed that he called her personal physician.
"I'm at the hospital right now, why? Something happened to her?" the woman asked on the other line.
"Free your schedule for the rest of the day. I need you to make a full examination for Misha." he just said and hang up.