My gorgeous wife is an ex-convict (Grace)
Chapter 1367

Chapter 1367

Chapter 1367

When it was their turn to get on the merry-go-round, Kyla Corbyn realized the ride spun faster than it

appeared to when she was looking at it before.

Although she had been eating very little due to her illness, she still had an urge to vomit, especially

since the spot where her liver was seemed to ache again.

Nelson’s exclamations were full of joy. She knew her son was

happy.

Her hand clutched the nearby handrail tightly. She stiffened, trying to control all the discomfort in her

body. She did not notice that Martin Weiss’s eyes had fallen on her.

A spinning ride like this was naturally nothing to Martin Weiss.

Joining the little one in this childish ride was a new experience

for him.

Hearing his son’s surprised voice, he felt a strange sense of joy and pride that he had never felt

before.

Was it blood kinship?

Did he have this feeling because Nelson was his son? After all, he had never been one to like children.

However, when he saw Kyla Corbyn’s pale face, furrowed brows, and the thin layer of sweat breaking

out on her forehead, he could see that she was trying to tolerate her discomfort. The ride was fun for

Nelson but painful for her.

Suddenly, he began to regret what he had said earlier.

When the spinning finally stopped, Kyla Corbyn said to Nelson with difficulty, “I’m… going to the

restroom. Wait here with Daddy.” With that, she almost ran to the restroom in a panic and retched over

the sink.

However, she had not eaten anything before going out, so there was nothing she could throw up.

When she got out of the restroom, the little one did not notice anything wrong with her and clamored to

ride the Ferris wheel. However, Martin Weiss could clearly see Kyla Corbyn’s

discomfort.

“How are you feeling?” The question came blurting out of his

mouth just like that, and even he could not tell whether he was

concerned about her.

“I’m fine,” she replied faintly, but her eyes were always looking

at Nelson.

Nelson was all she could see.

When they reached the Ferris wheel, Martin Weiss suddenly grabbed her. “If you’re not feeling well,

just wait down here. I’ll take Nelson up by myself.”

She looked at him with some surprise. “No thanks. I’m not

afraid of heights.” With that, she broke away from his hand.

The three of them got on the Ferris wheel. Kyla Corbyn took

out her phone and said to Martin Weiss, “If you’re okay with it, I’ll take some pictures for you and

Nelson. I can send you all

the pictures afterward. I won’t save any pictures here. Or I can use your phone if you’re worried.”

Martin Weiss said lightly, “No, your phone will do.”

“Okay,” she replied. She had expected him to refuse and even thought of another way of saying it.

However, she had not

expected him to say yes so easily.

The little one was obviously happy to take a photo with his dad. He jumped from Kyla Corbyn’s side

and approached

Martin Weiss.

Kyla Corbyn looked at Martin Weiss in the camera. His face

had the same solemn expression. However, since he was

willing to take pictures with Nelson, he must have some

fatherly affection for Nelson.