Meanwhile, Ken lay down on the living room couch as if he owned the place he was not one who would put himself through any suffering anyway.
Vivian was left gaping when she arrived at the place Ken told her to go to.
It was a ton of furniture! She was basically told to move houses!
And how was she supposed to do it?! She had never moved that many things in a single day, and she would be exhausted!
When she whipped out her phone, ready to call a moving company, her phone jingled with a message from Ken.
[Do it yourself. If you get help, I won’t keep your secret.]
Vivian was stamping her feet angrily but soon realized that he would not know since he was not there. She could agree to his demand while asking a mover to do it anyway. Hence, she quickly typed: [Got it.]
[Oh, and just so you know, there are cameras in that parking lot. I can watch you with my phone, so don’t ask for help, or it wouldn’t just be your secret being exposed.]
Vivian was absolutely furious and clenching her fists and huffing as she typed rapidly: [How could you do this to me?]
[I could even spice up my story and have Mr. Slate fire you. I’m not part of the management team, but my words hold sway-nothing’s easier than having a mere secretary like you fired.]
Ken was really harassing Vivian for no particular reason at all, but Vivian could not do anything about it even though she was livid.
She could only suffer her defeat in silence, even if she never suffered or was beaten this badly!
Restraining her temper, she replied: [Got it.]
Ken was laughing in turn-such harassment was certainly a must when it came to bitches like her.
The furniture was for decorating the backyard, and there was a lot of it.
Vivian hurt she could move eve either be worn out or swnet back, doing it own!
In Franconia, Erin Gooding bought a lot of food to visit Tommy.
The little c was happily running his y look like? over Erin’s belly, asking in “Aunt Erin, Don’t you think the baby would be pretty if she looked like me?” Erin asked.
Tommy nodded repeatedly. “Yes. You’re so pretty, Aunt Erin.”
Erin was certainly pleased with his and pressed, “Next c prettier, me or your vel t mommy?” “Of course it’s Mommy,” Tommy replied without hesitation.
Erin patted his head. “Guess you love Mommy more, huh? There’s no point ve in spoiling you so much.”
“I love you too, Aunt Erin,” Tommy said, snuggling into her arms.
Abigail pulled him out like he was a little chick. “Did you forget that your aunt is pregnant?”
“It’s fine, Abigail. I’m not that delicate.”
Erin picked up Tommy and placed him on her Pap.
“You’re really spoiling him.” Abigail sighed disapprovingly.
Erin smiled. “Are you alright on your own? You’re taking care of two children.”
“Of course,” Abigail replied. “There’s Mrs. Watson too.”
Her mother Sheryl Harris had babysat a lot over the years, so Abigail sent her on a trip around the world.
Sheryl had been working hard for so long that it was time for her to enjoy herself.
Naturally, Diarmuid arranged for tour guides for her, though it would be more precise to call them bodyguards. As they were multilingual, they could both keep Sheryl safe and plan her trip.
She basically had nothing to worry about aside from enjoying herself.
“I’m always getting sleepy lately,” Erin said.
“That’s normal in pregnancy,” Abigail replied.
“Did the same happen to you when you had Tommy and Baby?”
Abigail thought about it. “Not so much, though I did get morning sickness.”
Erin rested her chin on her hand. “Why do pregnancies last for ten months? It’s so taxing, and I was so shocked when I read about the potential risks pregnancies pose to the mothers’ health. And there are stretch marks that look like cracks… Do you have those?”
Abigail shook her head. “A little.”
There was a difference between women who had children and those who did not. Moreover, Abigail did not go through any special regimes and relied entirely on natural recovery. Still, she was a doctor and more or less healed well since she knew what to watch out for.
“There’s nothing to worry about either,” she assured Erin. “Stretch marks vary according to the person, and some people have them while others don’t.”
While Tommy left to play, Erin sat beside Abigail, leaning in to ask adorably into her ear, “Does my brother mind?”
Abigail was actually bewildered. “Don’t you know modesty?”
Erin smiled.
She was once again how she had been-bright and cheerful.
People do change for the better when they are in the company of good people, and James Cross’ care helped her find her old self.
“I crave strawberries,” Erin suddenly said.
Abigail got up. “I’ll get some for you.”
Strawberries were out of season, and hefty prices came with scarcity. Still, it was no issue for them—Diarmuid was rich, and they had all the money they could waste.
Reclining against the couch and hugging a pillow, Erin added, “There are plenty of rooms in the castle. Why don’t James and I move in? It’d be livelier.”
Abigail did not actually mind. “My children can be rowdy,” she said as she passed Erin the strawberries. “If that doesn’t bother you, you can move in anytime.”
“Oh, Tommy would definitely ask to play hide-and-seek all the time. I don’t think I can do it…” That gave Erin pause, and she was actually a little scared considering there were two kids.
Abigail grinned. “You’re giving up already?”
“Yep. I’m spooked now,” Erin said as she ate her strawberries.
“What else would you like? I’ll have someone bring it in,” Abigail asked.
Erin shook her head. “This is enough.”
Feeling blissful, she leaned on Abigail. “You’re so nice, Abigail.”
Abigail smiled and tousled her hair.
When net chary rushed home, he found Ken asleep on the couch and sleeping spundly from the looks of it.
Zachary strode over and kicked him. “Hey!”
“Oof-“
Ken opened his muddled eyes, and his head cleared a little when he saw that it was Zachary.
Sitting up, he asked, “Why did you come back?”
“Why didn’t you pick up my call?” Zachary asked bluntly.
“Because I didn’t feel like it,” Ken replied.
Zachary could punch him in the face right then.
“Well, you’re back, so I’m going.” Ken properly got up and ran out of the mansion.
Zachary rubbed his temples and headed to Star’s room since Lulu was We not outside with the baby.
As he opened the door, he found Lulu sleeping with Star and strode inside.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
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