“Is everything alright, my love?” Ha Young said with a worried voice, patting her back as she helped her get her hair out of her face.

Stacy and Damien had also come into the room with her as they were worried for her.

“I think it’s the pancakes. The smell did something to my stomach,” Harriet said while rinsing her mouth.

Ha Young turned to Stacy and raised her brows, wondering if she was thinking the same thing.

“She needs to get changed son. Give us a few minutes.” Stacy ...