Chapter 2272: This should be pregnancy vomiting, right?

Book:The President's Five Children Published:2024-5-30

Hearing these words, Bonnie couldn’t help but sigh in her heart.
It seems that in Anna’s heart, there are no more feelings for Rupert through and through.
This is the result Rupert wants, right?
Let Anna hate him, hate him, and then quickly walk away from this relationship.
Rupert, you really did it.
You in heaven, see this scene?

Anna, as always, went back to the Robertson Residence the afternoon she was discharged from the hospital.
Within half an hour of arriving home, Bonnie’s bodyguard, who had arranged for Anna’s protection, called to report the situation.
“Mrs. Robertson… Miss Newman came home, went straight into the room, then packed out a pile of Mr. Robertson’s clothes and had a huge fire piled up in the garden, and she threw them in one by one to burn. ”
Bonnie hmmm, “continue to protect from afar just, do not let her find you, as for burning clothes, willing to burn it!”
Rupert is dead anyway, and those clothes will not be worn by anyone else.
The bodyguard answered a yes and hung up the phone.
And in the next few days, Bonnie received a dozen phone calls from the bodyguard almost every day to report.
“Today Miss Newman had someone buy a sledgehammer and she personally smashed the bathtub and replaced it with a new one that’s all black.”
“Miss Newman moved all the books in her study downstairs, sat on the carpet, and watched the video of the wedding at the time while she tore up the books, then when the books were finished, she smashed the TV.”
“Miss Newman replaced the couch in the house, the original set. She personally sent it to the bottom of the flyover and gave it to the beggar sleeping in the bridge hole.”
“Today Miss Newman …”

As Anna herself said, she is going to turn the Robertson Residence, through and through, into her own the Newman Mansion.
Bonnie has no problem with that, and even thinks it’s a good idea.
At least Anna would have something to do every day, so she wouldn’t have to think too much.
But such a day, but only lasted half a month.
On the sixteenth day, the bodyguard called Bonnie urgently, “Miss Newman did not come out of her room until eleven o’clock today, the maids went upstairs several times, but Miss Newman said she did not feel well and did not want to get up, and did not let the maids into the house.”
What?!
Bonnie heard this and immediately rushed over in a frenzy.
When she arrived at the villa, the maids were staring at her with the expression of a savior, tears in their eyes.
It’s great that someone is finally here to help.
“You guys go downstairs and make some delicious food, leave two people at the door to stand by, if anything happens, you have to hurry in when I yell, got it?”
The maids nodded vigorously and obeyed Bonnie’s arrangement.
And at this end, Bonnie raised her hand and knocked on the door, “Anna, it’s me, I came to see you, are you uncomfortable somewhere, can you open the door?”
“The door is unlocked, you can just come in.” Anna’s voice sounded breathless.
Bonnie’s heart was in her throat again.
She unscrewed the door and walked in, and found Anna lying on the bed with a small basin beside it, and the room smelled like vomit.
“What’s going on here, are you sick, I’m taking you to the hospital now!” Bonnie immediately stepped forward, her voice incomparably urgent.
Anna shook her head, her voice was weak, “I’m not sick.”
How could she not be sick?
If she wasn’t sick, she would be so breathless that she would have to throw up on the side of the bed?
Anna pulled the corner of her mouth, lying on the pillow, looking at the blank ceiling, and said indifferently, “This should be pregnancy vomiting.”