###Chapter 162 Children's Tragedies - Part 8

The caregiver prepared a lot of delicious food. After I had a few bites, I could not eat anymore. Aaron frowned, a little displeased, and put some utensils into my bowl, and some said solemnly, "Eat these!"

I pursed my lips and could not eat anymore, but knowing that he meant well, I bowed my head and ate a few mouthfuls.

"Oh!" Before I swallowed it, I threw up all of it, even what I had eaten before.

I lay on the sink and retched for a long time. Aaron said to the nannies in the hall, "How did this happen?"

The nannies said with some fear, "Miss Ivelle has always been like this. She can hardly eat anything. Sometimes she can eat more, but once she takes one more bite, she will throw up all of it. The doctor in the family has also seen it. He said that Miss Ivelle was suffering from a heart attack, and the doctor can't help her."

Finally stopped retching, I cleaned it, straightened up, and looked at myself in the mirror. In a short period of a month, I had changed beyond recognition.

The flesh of my cheeks was almost gone, my eyes looked sunken, the eyebrows were protruding, and my chin was pointy enough to poke, and the roundness of my belly was gone.

I looked at my hands and wondered where my fats went. It looked like bones as if I were a corpse that was alive.

"How did I look like this?" Looking at the mirror, my eyes were sore and my tears hit the white sink.

It was clattering, and the sound was extremely harsh.

"I have just recovered, and I will slowly get better in the future!" Aaron will not comfort people, long body standing by my side, low voice of the mouth.

I curled my lips, raised my hand to wipe my tears, and he handed over a tissue.

Deal with the mood, I cannot eat some, sitting in the living room in a daze, the heart was still dull pain, uncomfortable tight.

"Shall we hang out later?" He opened his mouth and was talking about us.

I looked up at him, a little dizzy, the late autumn sun sprinkled from behind him. He was somewhat transparent and bright and looked very good-looking.

I nodded, "Good!"

Bedroom!

The family villa was huge. I have always known that Aaron's villa was particularly large in the suburbs, like an ancient castle in Europe, especially luxurious and elegant.

There were so many rooms in the villa that I haven't looked at them carefully, but the one I live in seems to be the largest, with a very large cloakroom.

I didn't know if Aaron has a girlfriend. I always felt that the clothes he buys in the cloakroom were not only big brands but also clothes with extremely good styles.

"Do you want me to choose it for you?" Aaron leaned against the door with his hand in his arms and looked at me with a smile in a daze at the clothes in a room.

I was going out later. I wanted to change my clothes. But as I looked at so many clothes that were in front of me, I had no idea what to choose.

After looking back at him, I thought about it and chose a black dress with a gold rim. then I looked for a black coat and a pair of black Martin shoes.

Holding the clothes ready to go into the dressing room to change, I was blocked by Aaron. He raised eyebrows, "It's all black, are you sure you want to wear it?"

I was stupefied and nodded. "No?"

He curled his lips and said, "No!"

Snatching the clothes away from me, he picked out gold and pink dress of the same style in the cloakroom, embroidered with the rose, looking dazzling.

I instinctively resisted the color, looked at him and shook his head, and said, "Can you change it?"

He folded his lips and looked at the dress that he chose in his hand and said, "This is a nice one!"

I shook my head. "I don't like it!"

He was silent and his eyes were a little deep. "Must you choose the lifeless black dress?"

I was shocked. I didn't think that the black dress I chose seemed lifeless, but when he said it, that color did seem heavy and dark.

With a slight sigh, I said helplessly, "Then change it!" His eyes explored around the cloakroom. He chose a blue dress. The color wasn't that pretty, but it did seem warm.

I took my clothes off the hanger and looked at Arron. He nodded and looked better. He looked at me and said, "Go and change!"

After changing his clothes, he changed his black coat, found me a white mink coat, and gave me a white mink coat. "Put it on!"

I was stupefied. I put it on according to his wishes, and then matched it with black Martin shoes.

He looked satisfied and nodded, "It's beautiful. Put on a little makeup?"

For the first time, I felt that this man seemed to be very artistic.

These days, I have become haggard. If I went out with no makeup, I'm afraid I would have scared off strangers.

I nodded, put on light makeup, and then went out with Aaron.

When I stepped into the capital again, there was a feeling that the streets were still busy with traffic. In late autumn, everyone put on their coats, the fallen leaves on both sides of the road were spread all over the floor, and the sanitation workers swept back and fell a lot again and again. I never got tired of it.

"What would you like to eat later?" Aaron asked for my opinion.

I tilted my head and thought, shook my head, and said, "Dessert!"

He smiled. "I'm talking about dinner!"

"Didn't we just eat?" It was just afternoon. I've already had lunch.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "Have you ever eaten?"

Speechless by his question, I tilted my mouth and thought, "I can't figure out what to eat for a moment."

The car passed through the city center and saw a long line of people in front of a dessert shop in the street.

I couldn't help but wonder, "Was the food in that place delicious? Why are there so many people waiting in line?"

Aaron looked sideways, parked his car by the side of the road, looked at me, and said, "Wait for me in the car. Don't go out. It's cold outside. I'll be back in a minute!"

Before I could answer, he trotted to the door of the dessert shop and lined up in the crowd.

With his outstanding appearance, he was extremely eye-catching in the crowd, coupled with his slender figure, he stood out from the crowd.

I leaned against the window and watched silently, and from time to time someone talked to him with a cell phone, as if he wanted a phone number.

He was friendly, pointed to the car, then smiled and waved, seemingly refusing someone else.

Several times down, no girl came near him, but from time to time someone looked in my direction.

I didn't know what happened, so I had to nod and smile as a gesture of friendship.

About half an hour later, he trotted towards me with the cake and got into the car. He handed me the dessert and said, "I've bought some, and you'll like the taste."

I nodded and took the cheese durian cake in his hand. I don't know what happened. I seem to like the taste very much.

Seeing that I ate a few more mouthfuls, the corners of his mouth went up, "Delicious?"

I nodded. "It tastes good!" When I saw him looking at me, I was stunned. I couldn't but ask, "Would you like to try it?"

After working hard for half an hour, he didn't even taste it, which seemed inappropriate, so I subconsciously dug a spoon and put it to his mouth.

He was slightly stupefied, and for a moment his eyes were so bright that he opened his mouth with a faint smile and held the spoon.