"Thank you, Sir." Sir John brought my bag to the clinic for me. It was a bit embarrassing and my coworkers might get the wrong idea. When I go in tomorrow, they’ll surely bombard me with questions about him.
"You're welcome. You're special to me," he replied with a laugh. He didn't stay long because his girlfriend was waiting for him in the lobby. They were going out.
Meanwhile, Mr. Hotshot was sitting quietly beside me. He had been deep in thought for a while. I don’t know why he thinks I’m pregnant. I’m not lying. I had my period last month after what happened between us.
I got out of bed to use the bathroom. Only then did he move to assist me.
"I'm fine," I said.
"You really didn't go in today. You're unbelievable!"
"I was worried about you," he replied, but I just ignored it. I’l
