When Verian went to work at the Yash Company the very next morning, she immediately headed straight to Yanni’s office.
Wannelle felt something was off since Verian left the instant she came into the company extremely early in the morning. Where exactly was she heading to?
Hence, Wannelle secretly tailed her. When she hid behind a corner, she noticed Verian pushed the up button on the elevator pad before heading up.
Could her purpose of coming into the office this early be to seduce Brother Yanni!
This wench!
After Verian entered the elevator, Wannelle immediately went ahead to call another elevator down.
This time, she had to capture a picture of Verian’s shameless act!
…
Verian brought the chip to Yanni’s office.
The instant she arrived at the office, Yanni spoke with a smile, “You came to me as soon as you arrived at the company. As such, I’m pretty sure you’ve already gotten your hands on the thing I wanted?”
Verian took out the chip from her pocket and placed it on Yanni’s desk. “I’ve stolen the thing you’ve wanted. I do not wish to be in any part of anything that comes after.”
“Judging from the way you look, it seems you’re not happy? Verian, you truly can’t bear to part with Heaton Fudd?”
Verian clenched her fist. “This has nothing to do with you.”
“If Heaton knew about you stealing a highly secretive chip that was invented by the Fudd Group for me, why don’t you give it a wild guess just exactly just how he’d react?”
Verian’s eyes trembled violently as she stared at Yanni. While frowning, she said, “What are you planning to do?”
Yanni toyed with the chip and spoke in a casual manner, “Nothing much. Just curious about Heaton’s reaction to it.”
…
Wannelle, who was hiding behind the door, had a drastically shocked expression on her face.
She did not expect that Verian would conspire with Yanni to steal some highly secretive documents from the Fudd Group!
If Verian was truly convicted for her theft in confidential business information, she would be sentenced to at least three to five years in prison!
Hmph, it would be impossible for Heaton to not press charges against her if he knew about this!
When Wannelle heard leaving footsteps coming from the inside, she frantically left the floor.
…
As Verian hastily left the office, a strong sense of nausea rushed up into her throat as she suddenly gagged.
She covered her mouth while she stood by the door. She patted her chest as she felt slightly awful.
What was wrong with her for the last two days to have been feeling nauseous all the time. Could she have eaten something she should not have?
As Yanni noticed her reaction, he suddenly asked, “You wouldn’t be pregnant now, would you?”
Verian trembled as she immediately denied, “Impossible! You’re overthinking it. It’s merely a stomach bug.”
She left the office hastily while the nauseous wave was raging all over her chest. When she returned to the Design Department, she noticed Wannelle was trimming her intricate nails with a nail clipper.
When Verian had just returned to her seat, Wannelle warned her, “I’m warning you, Brother Yanni is mine. It’s best for you to honestly not steal him from me! Or else, don’t blame me for the consequences!”
As Verian was just about to reply, the viscous wave of nausea assaulted her throat. “Blreeeagh….”
She covered her mouth and rushed toward the washroom.
Wannelle was furious. “Were my words truly that disgusting?!”
That was not right. Based on Verian’s reaction, why did it resemble pregnancy symptoms!
Verian would not be carrying Brother Yanni’s child now, right?!
Wannelle then went after her to the washroom and noticed Verian was slouching over the toilet bowl puking out every last bit of her breakfast!
Wannelle questioned her with a menacing tone, “Verian Mont, are you pregnant!”
Verian cracked a grin while she slouched by the toilet bowl. “Am I required to report to you whether I’m pregnant or not?”
There were plenty of pregnant women sitting beside her.
She recalled her surrogate pregnancy three years ago when she was pregnant with Little Jelly Bean. Back then, she did not sleep nor eat well. On one hand, she was pregnant, on the other, she was worried about her father.
However, it seemed reality was often cruel. The father of her surrogate pregnancy was her father’s murderer.
She cracked a self-mocking smile at the edge of her lips.
She lowered her head to look at the diamond ring around her ring finger as she gently caressed it. Her mind was drifting away as the pregnant lady next to her started speaking.
“Your diamond ring looks beautiful, miss. Which jewelry shop did you buy it from?”
Verian was stunned as she raised her head and looked at the pregnant lady next to her. She smiled. “Oh, I too have no idea.”
“Your husband bought it for you? Its design seems quite stunning.”
“Thanks.”
“Number 261, Verian Mont, please head over to room three.”
It was only then that Verian stood up and entered the consultation room.
The doctor read the report carefully and after a few seconds, the doctor suddenly told Verian, “Congratulations, you’re pregnant.”
Verian’s mind seemed to be blown to bits. “Impossible… How-ow is this possible… Doctor, could this be a mistake?”
“No mistake. Based on your previous checkup, it seems you’re three weeks pregnant.”
Three weeks?
It was true that she was quite actively intimate with Heaton three weeks ago but she always remembered to take her medicine.
“But doctor, I’ve taken my medicine after the deed. Why am I still pregnant?”
The doctor frowned while taking a glance at her, “If you’d taken the medicine in time, you wouldn’t be pregnant. As long as you took the medicine in time, you’ll never be pregnant. Why don’t you ask your husband when you get home if he had swapped out your medicine.”
Any gynecologist who worked in this profession for a long time would have encountered plenty of oddities. Some cases were the wife’s own intention of having a child. There were also cases where the husband wanted a child, and they would swap out contraceptive pills with vitamins. In cases where the wife wanted a child, they would often tinker with the condoms.
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