Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

"Nothing, it's just that I need the design inventory sheet for the last quarter." Violet replied with a smile. Jessie nodded, "Okay, I'll send you an email later."

"Okay." Violet responded.

Jessie asked again, "Is there anything else? If there's nothing else, I'll go back to my office first."

She was in too much pain there and didn't have much strength in her legs and desperately needed to go back to her office and sit down and get some rest.

Otherwise, she shouldn't be able to stand!

"Okay." Violet answered.

Jessie was greatly relieved to hear this, "I'll go back first then, bye."

When she finished, she squeezed her palms, forced a normal walk, and walked towards her office.

However, as much as she pretended, she still showed a difference, and Violet noticed it, her eyes narrowing.

"The walk of Jessie......

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As someone who had come over, she was naturally able to tell that there was something wrong with Jessie's walking posture, not like her legs and feet were injured, but only after her first night.

In other words, Jessie was with a man last night but she didn't know who that man was.

Violet didn't expect it was George.

Now the misunderstanding between George and Jessie had not been solved, and George still hated Jessie, it was absolutely impossible for him to touch Jessie.

Then it can only mean that Jessie had sex with another man last night.

It was just unclear whether Jessie volunteered or was forced, but looking at the way Jessie just looked, there was no resentment or sadness, the possibility of volunteering was very high. Could it be that Jessie had really get over George and found another man?

Thinking of this, Violet's eyes widened and her heart was shocked before she calmed down.

If that was really what she suspected, she didn't think it was a bad thing.

Jessie had been bitterly in love with George for more than ten years, and in these ten years, she had much aggravation and indifference she had suffered hurt her heart a lot.

And even if the misunderstanding between George and Jessie is cleared, she doesn't think they will be together, after all, George doesn't love Jessie and they will only become friends at most, not lovers.

So she kinda wanted to see Jessie find someone she liked, at least then, Jessie could be happy.

With that thought, Violet turned around and went back to her office.

In the next office, Jessie sat down, and only then did she breathe a long sigh of relief, feeling like her whole body had come to life.

She could still feel the burning pain in that area down there, and it was uncomfortable to sit.

She had to make a trip to the pharmacy for some medicine later.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Jessie rubbed her brow, picked up her phone, "...... George!"

Why did he call?

Was it because that he knew it was her last night and then called to ask her about it?

What to do?

Was she going to pick it up, was she going to admit it?

The phone was still ringing, while Jessie was caught in a tangle.

After a while, the phone hung up automatically.

Jessie was relieved to see this and regretted it at the same time.

But soon, the phone rang again. It was a massage. Jessie bit her lip and clicked in: was it you last night? Seeing that, Jessie sucked in a breath of cold air.

Sure enough, he guessed it was her and came to question her.

Jessie's fingers were trembling and she didn't know how to reply.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

What would he do, she wondered, if she replied? Would he taunt her that she spent the night with him under the situation that he did not love her?

Thinking about George's indifference towards her, Jessie felt that was likely.

Even though he initiated last night, she didn't push him away, so she's responsible for it, period.

After figuring it out, Jessie took a deep breath and calmed down, then started to reply: it was me, the manager of the Blue Star Bar called me last night and said that you were drunk, then I went over to pick you up and put you in the hotel and left.

She didn't have the courage to admit that she was the one who had sex with him last night.

She was still afraid of his taunts, and that was just too much to bear.

George looked at the message Jessie replied, his eyes narrowed, "Put me in the hotel and left? You did not stay?"

Jessie bit her lips, her fingers trembling as she typed, "No, you hate me so much, why would I stay? What are you asking this for? Someone had entered your room last night and had sex with you, right?" George didn't know if she was deliberately lying and not admitting it, or if she was telling the truth, his brows were knitted tightly and his face was gloomy.

After a moment, he rubbed his temples, "No, that's it."

After sending it out, he just turned off his phone and drove to the hospital.

Jessie looked at these few short words and wondered what he meant.

Did he stop asking so soon?

Although this was what she wished for, Jessie still had a hard time, her nose sore, and he couldn't help but redden her eyes with aggression.

Next door, Violet was late in waiting for the inventory sheet from Jessie and was ready to go over to see what was going on.

Just as she walked to the door of Jessie's office, she heard Jessie crying.

Violet's heart tightened and she hurriedly opened the door, "Jessie, what's wrong with you?"

Jessie didn't expect Violet to suddenly come over and was taken aback, then she hurriedly wiped her tears in a panic, "I'm fine, why are you here?"

"I wanted the inventory sheet. You hadn't sent it to me yet, so I came over." Violet said as she closed the door.

Jessie squeezed the corners of her mouth and forced a smile, "Sorry, I forgot, I'll send it to you."

"Jessie, what's wrong with you, and I'll see if I can help you." Violet walked over with a worried look on her face.

Jessie's gaze flickered, "I'm really fine."

"I don't believe it." Violet stopped in front of the desk and looked at her with a serious face, "Jessie, did the man you spent the night with last night bully you?" Just now, she guessed that Jessie had volunteered, but now that she saw Jessie crying, she was unsure.

Jessie's eyes widened in surprise, "How did you know I was with someone last night ......"

"I've been there before, and when I see that the way you walked, I understand." Violet sat down and said. Jessie lowered her eyes, "So that's how it is, I obviously disguised it so well, but I didn't expect you see it." "What's going on? Are you being bullied, or ......"

"It was an accident, and of my own free will!" Jessie covered her face.

Violet looked at her, "What? Who is that man?"

"It's George." Jessie replied.

Violet choked and coughed violently, while her face was pale.

She hadn't expected that.

She just guessed that it wouldn't be George, and that Jessie might have her eyes on another man.

She didn't expect ......

Well, she still underestimated Jessie's feelings for George.

Yeah, how could she get over her feeling that had lasted for over a decade?

"What's wrong with you, Violet?" Jessie saw that Violet suddenly coughing and got up to pat her back and help her smooth her breath.

Violet waved her hand, "I'm fine, I'm just shocked, you and George, you......'

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Jessie sighed, and then briefly told her what happened last night.

After hearing that, Violet teasingly raised an eyebrow, "So that's how it is, Jessie, you're really out of my expectation."☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐