I collapsed on the bed in my room. I massaged my temples while sighing repeatedly. My mind is occupied. How can it not be? Ever since Krystal brought up the lunch plan, I've been on high alert. Afraid and worried about my future if Krystal does indeed know about my pregnancy and my relationship with Cedric, as that man claimed. Damn Cedric!

During the ride in Krystal's luxury sedan, she only talked about work-related matters, which I responded to professionally, as usual. I also noted down the ...