Christian carefully wiped Zwetta's using a very soft dry towel, after vomiting more than five times this afternoon made Zwetta look so exhausted. Her face looks so pale.
"Are you sure doctor Caitlyn's didn't need to come?"
Zwetta nodded slowly. "Sure, I can still endure it."
"But you've been throwing up non-stop for the last two hours, Zee. I can't bear to see you like this," Christian said honestly.
"All pregnant women must go through phases like this, Christ. You don't need to worry."
Christian suddenly dropped his body on Zwetta who was sitting leaning against the couch. "I'm sorry I can't do anything, I'm sorry for making you have to go through torturous phases like this again. If only I could bear all your suffering right now, I would gladly bear it, Zee."
Zwetta bit her lip hard "Don't talk nonsense like that."