Chapter 1226 - 1222: Giving Him Tonic Soup

Luke Land didn’t say much more. Naturally, he also didn’t follow Eva Miller’s suggestion to try a few more times. He knew she was already exhausted, yet she still tried so hard to please him...

He quietly held her in his arms, and they spent a night that wasn’t particularly long.

After a while, Eva Miller went for a check-up, but the results still showed she was not pregnant.

"How can it be like this?" Eva Miller muttered under her breath, "Before, just once was enough to get pregnant. This time we tried so ’hard,’ why aren’t we successful?"

She wondered if it was because Luke Land had been overindulgent, leading to their inability to conceive now.

She specifically consulted online and then purchased a lot of... "supplements," um, they were meant to nourish Luke Land’s body.

When Luke Land saw Eva Miller carrying a bowl of thick, ink-like liquid toward him, the pungent bitterness in the air made him frown uncontrollably.

"What is this?" He had a strong impulse to stay away. Though he feigned illness in the hospital and actually took medication, those medicines were mild and well-disguised, not as difficult to swallow as what Eva Miller presented today. With just one glance, he had a foreboding feeling.

"Drink it." She straightforwardly handed him the bowl, and facing the steaming concoction, Luke Land instinctively turned his head away.

"Tell me first, what is this? Why does it look like poison?"

"What poison?" Eva Miller pouted, "This is a recipe I found through great effort. It’s good for you, nourishing your body."

"Nourish the body? Which aspect?"

Luke Land was completely puzzled.

"Of course... in the sexual aspect." Eva Miller lowered her head, a hint of discomfort flashed across her face.

Asher Land twitched at the corner of his mouth, three black lines appeared on his forehead. What’s this woman up to? He’s not lacking in that area, why would he need any extra boost? Could it be she’s unsatisfied with him?

"I’m not going to drink it." Without a second thought, Luke Land took the bowl she handed him, supposedly to enhance his sexual prowess, and mercilessly dumped it into the trash can.

"You, you, you!" Eva Miller watched the now-empty bowl, ready to burst into a fit, "Luke Land, how can you be like this? You’re treating my good intentions like they’re worthless, bastard!"

She sat angrily to one side, not even giving him a single proper glance. Her face now clearly spelled out just two words, ’angry.’

"I mean..."

"Don’t talk to me!" Eva Miller’s mood had clearly hit rock bottom. Recently, keeping in mind Luke Land’s status as a patient, she hadn’t lost her temper with him once, but this time, she was genuinely upset. The stuff she painstakingly prepared, he merely glanced at and threw away.

"Do you feel I haven’t been satisfying you?" He casually spoke up, countering her with a question.

Satisfying?

Eva Miller remained silent, he had definitely satisfied her. Her reason for giving him this medicine wasn’t about satisfaction; she simply thought drinking it would help with conception, which is why she was adamant about him drinking it...

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