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Pregnant the Night My Billionaire Husband Divorced Me Chapter 120: The Second Ask
ElianaAt nine Teague came across the yard from the gate with his cap in his hand. A man in a bad gray suit was standing in the road with a paper bag, he reported, asking for Miss Thomas. He had been told twice to go away.Ostrander turned from the window. "What does he say when you tell him?""He says he's been expecting to be refused for weeks and he'd like it done properly, in front of a witness."I put the newspaper face down on the cot beside the basket. Jonah was awake and trying to swallow his own fist while Mrs. Tate held him upright on her knee. "Let him in, Mr. Teague."Falk crossed the swept stones at his own pace, with the bag held out a little from his side to keep it level. He came to the shed door and wiped his shoes on the sill, although nothing on them could have been improved. Then he saw the boy, and he stopped smiling for a good five seconds.Falk bent a little toward the boy. "Hello."Jonah took the fist out of his mouth, considered him, and gave a loud and confid
Pregnant the Night My Billionaire Husband Divorced Me Chapter 119: A Name in Print
ElianaStan Kowal locked the canteen door behind the last driver at six on Wednesday and turned the sign. Then he sat with his arms folded at the table by the office, where he could see everything and be asked nothing.Isaac Yates came in through the loading dock at ten past six with his notebook in his coat and a manila folder under his arm. He did not knock over a cup this time. He set the folder on the steel table between us and laid one hand on the lid of it, and I knew from that it would be bad."I wrote to the drivers because you asked first." He did not sit down. "I'd like to ask first now. You should hear it from me before you read it Friday.""Mrs. Brandt told me you had telephoned.""A woman came to my desk on Friday morning with a folder, and I gave her my word I wouldn't say her name." He opened his own. "She was soft-spoken, and she was ill. She said she'd been told you had a child.She said the child's father was a man you had been seen with at a bank and a depot, and sh
Pregnant the Night My Billionaire Husband Divorced Me Chapter 118: Seventeen
GraysonMark made his report standing in the stamp room, in the order things had happened, with his hat in both hands and his eyes on the tray of unmounted stamps."She left through the kitchen at twenty to four, sir. The cook let her out and then came to find me, so I lost four minutes. She took a taxi from the rank at the end of the lane, and I followed it to a branch library near Miss Thomas's old street." He gripped the hat tighter. "She went up the six steps at the door two at a time."My grandfather had been looking at his glass and a stamp that lay under it. He did not look up. "Say that again.""Two at a time, sir. At the top she stopped for a second, and then she went in slow."I had watched her cross a lobby in her stockings on Saturday faster than I had ever seen her move, and I had put it down to fear. I set the two beside each other now and did not like how they fitted."What was said in the room?""She asked Miss Thomas whether the little boy has a father who knows about
Pregnant the Night My Billionaire Husband Divorced Me Chapter 117: Story Hour
ElianaI read to the children at four o'clock on Tuesday, as I had every Tuesday since the summer. A woman who skips the one hour Pruitt knows about has told him she is afraid of it.The branch library stood on a corner two streets from the flat we no longer slept in. The children's room had a yellow rug and a row of low shelves, and seven children sat on the rug with their knees up while three mothers watched from the chairs along the wall. Ostrander stood by the radiator near the door with a picture book open in his hands that he had not turned a page of.I was on the second book, about a dog who had lost his hat, when the street door opened. A boy at the window pointed at it. "That lady has a pretty coat."I knew the coat before I turned. It was the cream one, buttoned correctly this time, and Cali wore it down the length of the foyer faster than anyone who was dying should walk. She slowed at the doorway of the children's room.By the time she reached the rug she was breathing in
Pregnant the Night My Billionaire Husband Divorced Me Chapter 116: Standing
GraysonThe judge sent Pruitt back to the corridor before any of us had sat down.Pruitt had followed his counsel through the door with his hat in his hand. The judge finished the line he was writing, laid down his pen, and looked up at him for the first time. "Who is this gentleman?""Mr. Pruitt is adviser to the Fund, Your Honor." The narrow man moved half a step in front of him. "He holds its instructions, and I would like him at my elbow.""The Fund is represented by you, and a room this size does not need a second voice." The judge turned his pen end for end on the blotter. "Mr. Pruitt will wait in the corridor with the others who are not parties."Pruitt bowed to the desk and went out, and the woman in the brown suit shut the door behind him. Six chairs stood in a half circle in front of the desk. Eliana took the one nearest the window with Walter on her right, and I sat at the other end between my father and Mr. Tull, and neither of us turned our heads.The long envelope lay on
Pregnant the Night My Billionaire Husband Divorced Me Chapter 115: The Corridor
ElianaNolan Reed stopped the car across the street from the courthouse on Chancery Street and gave his reason for not coming up the steps before I had my hand on the door."There are two gray cars at the side entrance and a man with a long lens on top of the bus shelter." He kept his eyes on the mirror. "A picture of you on those steps alone is a woman going to court. A picture of you with me is something he can write a caption under.""Then stay in the car, Mr. Reed.""I'll stay at the curb with the engine on, and if you come out by the side door I'll bring it round." He took an envelope from inside his coat and held it over the seat. "That's Mrs. Ferrante's proof of service, stamped, with a second copy. Mr. Finch will want one for the clerk and one for his own file." He waited until I had it. "Would you rather I came in and sat at the back? I'd sit through all of it without a word.""No. Your reason was a good one."Ostrander was already out and holding my door. He had walked the l
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