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"Alright, let's go. I selected some good places in advance." Natasha excitedly said, and both women soon walked to their other destination in Natasha's car while Abigail's driver followed them in their own.​Abigail glanced at the five-star luxury hotel, which surely looked marvellous. They both walked inside where stuff showed their seats.​Once they took their seats, Natasha took the menu like a hungry wolf, "Damn, I need to order sooner."​She has gone from one list to another. On the other side, Abigail looked around with interest as she liked the interior design and decor so much.​"Hey, what do you want to order?" Natasha's words made her return to look over her before answering calmly, "Just ordered the same dish."​"Alright. Then I will go with seafood." She declared, and Abigail agreed, "I am okay with that."​"Great! Let's have a feast then!" She announced and called a waiter to take the order.​The waiter took the order and left. Abigail and Natasha talked about many

Once they entered the dining area, Abigail noticed Martin standing beside the gusset chair, but what made her pause the next second was to see the woman's back. She was the same woman from last night. She can not be wrong in this for sure. ​Byron stopped in the middle as well when he found her not beside him anymore. ​His brows lifted, and he turned to see her standing in the quiet. ​He walked to her and held her hand, "Hey, why did you stop?" ​Hearing him, she looked in his direction in a questioning gaze before asking in a lower tone, without letting anyone hear, "Byron, that woman..." ​"She is the gusset and my business partner in a new international project. Now, come." He answered instantly and held her to walk with him again.​Abigail kept looking at the woman until they faced each other, and she realised the woman was a foreigner. ​"Ms Saasa, I hope you did not wait too long." Byron tried to look friendly. ​The woman instantly smiled politely, "Not at all, Mr Byr

18+ WARNING!He is video calling her, and this notification almost made her jump with happiness before she answered the call. ​"Hey, Babe! How are you doing?" Byron asked from the other side of the video call, where she could see him sitting on the couch, lazily drinking his wine. His tie was loosened, showing his bare chest on the screen as he smiled at her. ​"I am alright. How about you? Martin told me, " You were busy." She tried to ignore his sexy chest and glanced over his handsome face. ​Byron put the glass on the front desk and casually answered, "Yes, I was. But not anymore, as you can see."​"Byron, when are you coming?" She could not help but ask instantly in her next question. ​Hearing that, Byron grinned, "It will take a few more days, Babe. But tell me the truth, are you missing me? Because we are missing you so hard, Abigail." ​"We?" Her brows arched in question. Like she ignored every word, except for that one. ​Byron chuckled to see her expression and explained boldly,

Early in the morning, the doctor arrived on time to check her health. ​"Mrs Gilbert, with your condition, I have no idea the reason, but first, still, can you describe what symptoms you have been facing for the last few days?" ​"Doctor, I don't think any symptoms except nausea and loss of appetite." Abigail simply explained, waiting for him to be prescribed for it. ​However, what she did not think was his next question, leaving her stunned.​"Mrs Gilbert, when was your last monthly period. Is that coming on time?" Doctor's serious tone made her wonder for a second before she realised, it had been almost two weeks since her due date, and she had no period. She thought it was simply because of a hormonal thing.​However, when she heard this question from her, she hesitated to answer before making any assumption, like last time, "No doctor. It's late." ​"I see." Doctor's tone changed from serious to relaxed, as a small smile appeared before moving his gaze to his bag to take out a pregnanc

Morning​“Madam, this is the fresh veg soup. Please have a taste. It’s good for you.” Maggy happily presents the bowl before her over the dining table.​“It smells good. Thank you, Maggy. I will enjoy this.” Abigail simply smiled and took the first sip, finding it more and more delicious with every bite.​Maggy smiled generously as she saw her enjoying the soup when, suddenly, a phone call came, distracting her from her meal.​Abigail paused, glanced at the contact name on her phone, and then picked up the call. "Hello, Natasha," she greeted.​However, the voice appeared from another side, not from her friend, but from her husband, “Hello, Mrs Gilbert. I am Natasha’s husband speaking.”​“Mr Sam?” Abigail was shocked for a moment before maintaining her voice and greeting him, “Hello, Sam, how are you doing? And where is Natasha?” She casually interrogated.​“Mrs Gilbert, actually, Natasha is admitted to the hospital.”​“What? But what happened?” She let go of her spoon and rose