Chapter 159 Immerse Me In The Chaos

• I woke up in a room nearly consumed with red roses. The room turned nearly sickly sweet with all the roses. Everywhere I turned was red. The nausea hit, deciding not to give me a break. I jumped out the bed, dodging a few ladies as I bolted for the bathroom, leaving the door open in my haste. I threw myself on the toilet and gave a good throw-up session.
• “Ma’am,” Someone was holding up my hair, another already had a towel, and one lady was just leaning next to me, staring at me throw up. My eyes were wide, coughing from how hard I had gagged.
• “Move,” And there he was, my husband, taking over holding my hair, his hand on my back, rubbing in circles.