Kelsey's POV
I carefully folded the ultrasound report and put it in my bag. Turning to head to the lobby, I planned to find a chair to sit down.
But as I stepped out of the elevator, I locked eyes with Angela, her face etched with surprise.
Instinctively, I swung my bag to the back and gripped the strap tightly.
The report was in there—what if Angela, with her reputation for scheming, twisted it into another rumor?
"Kelsey, why are you here?" Angela asked, equally taken aback.
"Came for a check-up. Why wouldn't I be able to come here?" I retorted coolly, not wanting to engage further.
But Angela hurried after me. "Wait! I have to tell you something. My family has agreed to my mating with Marcus. No one can stop us now. You should just give up and stop having any unrealistic fantasie
