Chapter 166 Maintaining Image
Ashley had just lain down when her stomach started bothering her. Ethan was in the bathroom washing up. She waited until he came out, looking distressed. "Ethan, are you done?"
"Yeah," he replied. "I got the water ready for you. Need help washing up?"
Ashley blushed. "No, thanks. Can you call a maid? My stomach's acting up."
"What's wrong? Need to go to the hospital?"
She quickly shook her head. "No, I just ate too much fruit. Can you call a maid, please?"
Ethan chuckled, patted her head, and said, "Sure."
Ashley sighed in relief.
Ethan went out and came back alone. Confused, Ashley asked, "Where's the maid?"
Ethan explained, "Mom said the maids had some sudden financial issues and took leave."
Ashley's heart sank. She remembered Ivy pushing fruit on her earlier and now all the maids were conveniently gone. Ivy must've planned this to embarrass her.
Ashley’s eyes dimmed.
Loving each other was important, but if his family didn't bless it, the weight of their disapproval could crush you.
"Ashley, what are you thinking about?" Ethan gently stroked her hair.
Her stomach growled, making her feel embarrassed.
"Are you hungry again?" Ethan asked.
Ashley shook her head, feeling mortified. "I think I might have the runs."
"I'll carry you."
Ashley blushed, feeling shy and embarrassed. "Just carry me to the bathroom. I'll call you if I need anything."
"Okay."
Ethan picked her up in a princess carry. Ashley felt warm inside but uneasy about needing his help.
At the bathroom, Ethan started to help her with her pants. Ashley blushed. "I can do it myself."
Ethan frowned. "You can't move your hand. How will you manage?"
Ashley felt ashamed. "I can move it a bit. Just hand me some tissue."
"Okay."
Ethan handed her the tissue.
"Can you go out first?"
"Are you sure you can manage?" he asked, worried.
Ashley nodded. Her stomach was gurgling, and she could hardly hold it in. She'd rather die than have diarrhea in front of him.
Ethan saw her insistence and decided to wait outside. "Alright, let me know when you're done."
"Thank you."
As soon as the door closed, Ashley unbuttoned her pants and finally relieved herself.
When it came time to wipe, she used all her strength to tear the tissue and gently wiped herself. It hurt so much she broke out in a cold sweat.
Ethan knocked on the door. "Ashley, are you done? Need help?"
"Don't come in. I'm almost done," she replied, blushing.
She pressed the flush button, enduring the pain. After finishing, she held onto the wall to stand up and managed to put her pants back on.
"Ashley, are you done?"
"Yes."
Ethan came in just as she almost fell. He quickly caught her.
"Ashley, why are you so stubborn? The doctor said moving your hand now could mess it up for good. Do you want to lose the use of your hand forever?"
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