The huge duke's mansion.
A group of ladies in gorgeous dresses sat around the tea table, chatting about interesting news recently or which piece of jewelry they had taken a fancy to and wanted to take home.
They were chatting happily when one of the ladies spoke a little loudly, disturbing Milicica who was taking a nap with her eyes closed.
“That’s enough!”
Milicica scolded.
The ladies who were chatting happily fell silent and looked at Milicica in silence.
I don’t know what’s going on!
"Milicica, you don't seem very happy lately." It was Chloe who spoke.
Chloe is Milicia's best friend now, and she often comes to the Duke's mansion to accompany Milicia.
But before Milicia became fat, no one was friends with her. At most, Chloe never verbally attacked or hurt Milicia.
Now that Milicica has lost weight and become a stunning beauty, Chloe has become the first friend recognized by Milicica.
Milicica played with the enamel spoon on the tea table and said, "I've been feeling sleepy lately. I can't muster the energy to do anything and I can't be happy."
Chloe put the plate of grapes in front of Milicica and peeled the grapes for her herself.
Chloe fed the peeled grapes to Milicica's mouth with a fork: "Just eat a grape."
Milicica opened her mouth and bit the grape.
I thought eating a grape would make my stomach feel better, but as soon as I bit into it, my stomach started churning.
"vomit--"
Milicica used a tissue to spit out the grapes and dry heaved several times.
This reaction scared Chloe and the ladies around her.
"Milicica, are you feeling unwell?" Chloe asked her worriedly, patting her back gently.
Milicica waved her hand: "I'm not feeling unwell."
Chloe put her hand on Milicica's forehead.
Milicica asked, "Am I sick?"
Chloe withdrew her hand, and the ladies next to her waited quietly for Chloe to speak.
"Milisica isn't sick, she's fine, maybe she's just in a bad mood. We can keep you company and entertain you."
As Chloe finished speaking, several other ladies seconded her words.
Milicica picked up the large hat on the stand next to her, put it on her head, and tied a windproof belt around it. "I'm really bored. I'm going out for a walk. Don't follow me."
Chloe asked worriedly, "Is it really necessary to follow? Milicica, I don't think you are in a good condition."
Milica had already stood up, holding up her skirt.
Her skirt was not very fluffy, light green, and longer than her ankles. The cuffs and neckline were decorated with intricate lace. The flat bodice showed off her breast shape, and she wore a large windbreaker hat on her head, looking like a lady from a ducal family.
"No, I don't need anyone to accompany me. That's it. Don't bother me."
After saying that, Milicica walked away holding up her skirt.
After Milicia left, one of the ladies said to Chloe, "Milicia's reaction was really strange. She was like..."
Another lady asked, "Like what?"
The lady said, "I'm pregnant."
As soon as the words fell, the ladies' faces changed.
Chloe said with a straight face: "Watch your mouths! The Duchess can't hear this."
Several ladies nodded in succession, not daring to bring up the topic or random speculation again.
Chloe looked in the direction Milicica left, a strange smile on her lips.
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