Chapter 501:

Clive's brow furrowed deeply. "Your morning sickness seems really severe. I think I should speak to your doctor. Would you mind if I asked her for some medication for you?"

Shaking her head, Elyse stopped him. "I shouldn't take too much medication. The doctor already said it's a normal symptom of pregnancy, though mine seems more intense than usual. I just have to endure it," she replied wearily.

Clive crouched down, his eyes fixed on her pale complexion. "Is there really no other option?" he asked, his concern evident.

Elyse could only shake her head in despair.

With a sigh, Clive said, "I'll ask the chef to make you some light food. You need to eat something."

Elyse managed a weak smile. "Don't worry about it. It's too late. Let's not bother the chef. Driscoll already made some food for me. Right now, I feel like I might vomit, and I've lost my appetite."

"What's your plan now?" Clive inquired.

"I'm going to lie down," Elyse responded. She removed her slippers, pulled up the blanket, and nestled into bed. As she closed her eyes, feeling the urge to vomit subside, she murmured, "I don't feel like vomiting anymore. I think I'll take a nap."

Clive grunted softly, watching her with a tender gaze that lingered on her bare knees. He stared for a moment before leaning down and carefully draping the blanket over her legs. His Adam's apple moved noticeably.

"You should be more careful. Your knees were showing," he chided gently, his voice a bit rough.

With her eyes still closed, Elyse was unaware of Clive's odd expression. She curled her lips into a faint smile and said, "Thanks for looking after me, Clive. You've been by my side for so long. What about your work? Peyton mentioned you have a lot to handle."

Clive's voice softened. "The work can wait. Right now, the most important thing is to take care of you. If anything were to happen to you while I'm watching you, I'd never forgive myself."

Elyse was nearly asleep. "Is that so? I'm sorry to be such a bother," she whispered. With those words, she breathed evenly and fell asleep.

Clive didn't leave. Instead, he stood silently, rooted to the spot, gazing at her sleeping form. He had never before seen her face so peaceful. This was how she looked while asleep, he realized.

Countless thoughts raced through his mind, but he dismissed them. Elyse was Jayden's wife, and Clive was resolved to protect her on Jayden's behalf, ensuring she never came to harm again.

When Irving arrived at the hospital and located the ward, he found Clive standing by the bed, looking at Elyse with affection.

Without hesitation, Irving punched him. Clive dodged just in time.

Irving, seething with anger, confronted him. "You son of a bitch! Why did you get Elyse pregnant? Don't you know her career is on the rise? How can she compete abroad now that she's pregnant?"

Taken aback, Clive soon realized this hostile man was Elyse's senior, who had mistaken him for her husband. Struggling for words and still regaining his balance, Clive clarified, "You've misunderstood. I'm not Elyse's husband. I'm just a friend."

Irving sneered. "A friend? You dare do such a thing and then lack the courage to admit it? Shame on you!"

Clive attempted to explain again, "No, sir. You've got it wrong. I'm not her husband. If you don't believe me, ask Elyse yourself."

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