The Divorcee Amazed the World

A week later, at the Olteran residence.

The golden morning sun streamed through the windows.

Haden sat in the spacious and elegant dining room, having breakfast with Tanya.

He complained, “Is this breakfast from that same place as before? Why is it so greasy?”

“It’s from the same place,” Tanya pushed a cup of reddish tea toward him. “I’ve told you countless times, as you grow older, you shouldn’t eat too greasy. You never listen. Here, have some fruit tea; it will help with the greasiness.”

Haden picked up the cup and took a sip.

It was pleasantly sour and sweet, with a fragrant aroma, quite enjoyable.

Curious, he asked, “What kind of tea is this? It’s so delicious.”Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Tanya took a sip with a light smile and said, “This is German-imported fruit tea, loved by women. Not only does it promote beauty and anti-aging, but it also helps alleviate stomach discomfort. I drink it often. When Grace was pregnant and had severe morning sickness, she also liked it as it helped relieve the symptoms.”

Upon hearing the words “relieve morning sickness,” Haden thought of his beloved disciple, Helena.

Since becoming pregnant, she often experienced bouts of nausea and occasionally had to rush to the bathroom to vomit a few times.

Perhaps drinking this sweet and sour fruit tea could offer relief.

The old man treated Helena as his own granddaughter now, showering her with everything good.

After finishing their meal, just before leaving, Haden took the box of fruit tea from the table.

Once at the shop, when Helena arrived, Haden handed her the box, saying, “This is German-imported fruit tea, sour and sweet. I’m sure you’ll like it.”

In the face of her master’s kind gesture, Helena naturally accepted the gift.

Thanking him sweetly, she took the box upstairs to her workshop.

These days, she had been learning the art of engraving seals under her master’s guidance.

She took out the carbon steel knife and cinnabar stone for engraving and began her work.

Midway through the engraving, she felt a bit uncomfortable in her stomach.

A murky feeling, as if something was rising upward.

Since becoming pregnant, she experienced such sensations for a short period every day.

After a few attempts in the bathroom, without any relief, she gave up.

Walking back, she picked up a cup to pour herself some water.

Her eyes fell on the fruit tea her master had given her.

Not wanting to disappoint him, she unpacked it. Inside were twenty small bags of fruit tea, sealed in a semi-transparent plastic bag.

The tea was cut into small pieces, with shades of red and purple visible through the semi-transparent bag. Dried petals of red flowers and dried strawberries were discernible.

She picked up one of the small bags, checked the ingredient list – it included blueberries, hibiscus flowers, strawberries, black currants, among others.

No ingredients that pregnant women should avoid.

The package also included a wooden spoon and yellow rock sugar.

Following the instructions, she scooped two spoonfuls of fruit tea into a cup, added the yellow rock sugar, and poured boiling water.

As the hot water hit the mixture, a delightful aroma wafted through the air.

It had the fragrance of both fruits and flowers.

It smelled really good.

After the water cooled down, Helena took a sip.

Sweet and sour, it was genuinely delicious.

After drinking it, the unsettling feeling in her stomach lessened.

She smiled at the unexpected pleasant taste.

She finished one cup and had another.

By the time she returned home in the evening, she had consumed four cups throughout the day.

During the night, as she lay down to sleep, Helena felt a dragging sensation and discomfort in her stomach.

Since becoming pregnant, she often felt this expanding and dragging sensation in her belly, a feeling she had ignored after the doctor confirmed it was a normal pregnancy symptom.

Sleeping next to Willis, she was awakened by pain in the middle of the night.

Her stomach felt cold and heavy, and she was experiencing intense cramps.

Waves of twisting pain radiate from her abdomen, as if someone was stirring the muscles inside, growing increasingly severe.

Even her lower back and waist were being pulled into the pain.

She endured the discomfort and got out of bed, heading to the bathroom.

The sleepwear removed, she noticed dark red stains inside – a winding pattern like strands of hair.

Helena was instantly terrified, her scalp tingling, and her face turning pale.

This was a sign of a miscarriage!