I'm pregnant Sir Behave Yourself by Daphne

After all that rubbing and friction, the woman's fair soft foot felt scalded by the burning heat of the man's large

hand...

She did not know when Luke let go of her foot. All she remembered was a pain from her lower abdomen that

cin waves. Eventually, there was a thin layer of sweat over her forehead...

The dizziness from the wine and the cramps made her curl up on the large, soft, and warm bed. Before she knew

it, she had drifted off to sleep.

Every so often, Luke would cto rest in this suite here at this hotel.

The hotel belonged to T Corporation.

From the day he officially returned to the Crawfords and began work at T Corporation, this suite had belonged to

him. Unrelated persons were usually not allowed to ceven close to this place.

After she fell asleep, he adjusted the air-conditioning temperature and carefully covered her with the blankets.

By the tBianca woke up, it was already dark outside.

She looked around the unfamiliar hotel room and took a second to react before she finally remembered what had

happened.

She propped herself up, certain that she was sober now. There was still a slight dizziness and headache, though.

Her phone was right next to her, so she grabbed it.

There was a text from Sue Carter.

"I'm at the company now. The head asked where'd you gone and why you didn't cback. | told her that Jason

Doyle had assigned you a last-minute

assignment and that you wouldn't be able to make it back today." Sue had sent that message at half-past four.

Bianca blinked.

Bianca and Sue were both T Corporation employees, and Sue should have seen the way their boss treated her in

that room. Bianca figured that Sue should have guessed where she had gone too.

Was that why Sue lied for her? She did it to cover up another fact that would inevitably get tongues wagging.

Bianca did not know to explain, so she simply replied with, "Thank you, Sue." 1

"Please don't be polite with me, just remember to throwa bone once you becthe lady boss... I'll be

counting on you, sis..." Sue replied instantly, teasing her.

Bianca paused for a moment before replying, "I know

my limits, and I'll keep them." i

"What limits? Are you stupid? | don't care, I'll be counting on you anyway," Sue responded, frustrated by Bianca's

cluelessness.

Bianca's eyes were filled with sorrow and worry. Who should she count on when Luke grew tired of her and

abandoned her in the rain...?

Just as she was chewing her nails and wondering how to pry the suite door open, a warm touch suddenly came

up to her from behind. She turned around in shock and met Luke's sharp appraising gaze.

"I'll send you home." With that, Luke pressed his index finger to the fingerprint scanner and opened the door.

The two of them walked out of the room, one after the other.

She took the lead in a mild panic, while the man followed behind her.

It seemed that Luke was the only one staying on this floor of the hotel. It was

unnaturally quiet, with not even an attendant in sight. Finally, they went downstairs and the atmosphere turned

to the usual rowdiness of a hotel.

As they walked, everyone they passed bowed and greeted the boss.

Bianca quickened her footsteps, putting a huge distance between the two of them. Even so, she could not avoid

others' curious gazes. When she wanted to hail a cab, his private ride stopped in front of her.

A cab drove toward her and cto a stop.

Bianca opened the door and immediately got in.

The next moment, though, the man had gotten out of his car and grabbed her wrist, pulling her out of the cab.

He then opened the backseat door of his own car and stuffed her inside before politely turning around and

apologizing to the cabbie for her. Finally, he got into the car and personally drove her home.

Countless employees had witnessed just how handsomely and fluidly he had completed that entire series of

actions.

Bianca wanted to find a hole and bury herself in it.

She was just a lowly employee, a perfectly average woman, but the boss was treating her like this. To everyone

else, that could only mean one thing: she must be "craftily" "playing hard-to-get" with the boss, purposely

"seducing" the boss give her "preferential treatment".

Those nasty accusations were going to nail her to the cross.

She was going to be crucified alone.

The black Land Rover drove through half the city before reaching the new neighborhood she was staying in.

On the way back, Bianca's stomach started hurting again, and by the end of it, she felt completely weak and

powerless. She never got carsick, but the world spun around her when she got out of the car, her knees

threatening to give way. "Be careful." Luke had already gotten out of the car, his large hand naturally supporting

her shoulder.

Bianca subtly evaded his touch and turned around, saying, "Have a safe trip, Mr. Crawford. Thank you for

sendinghome, and I'm very sorry for spilling the wine on your pants earlier today."

Her current neighborhood was much nicer than the previous one, but its location was not as convenient. That

made the rent much cheaper.

On the other hand, her new place had many tangible benefits, one of which was a community hospital right

outside the door.

"Go see the doctor, or else I'll worry." Luke did not use force on her right here on the main street. Instead, he

stood a meter away from here and stared at her.

Bianca looked up. She was standing on the tactile path, while he stood on the left of the car, which was stopped

by the curb. The night lights shone and flickered around his body, as though this enormous city only existed to

highlight his brilliance.

She just glanced at him before she shook her head and said, "It's alright. | know what my body's like."

Luke took out his phone and dialed a number, his expression dark as he said, "Call Dr. Joyce over. The address

is..." "No!" Before Luke could finish that sentence, Bianca tried to grab his phone.

As she tried to take it from him, though, he just caught her easily, holding her tightly. Her slender wrist was fair

and smooth, the faint green of the veins ahead reflecting into his eyes.

"Psych." Luke put down his large hand which was holding the phone. When he looked down at her, his gaze

turned really gentle.

Her face pale, Bianca looked at the phone he was holding. It was true; nothing on the screen said he was on a

call. He had not really dialed the number at all.

He would if she did not go to the community hospital, though.

Bianca especially did not want Dr. Joyce to stop by again. The first tshe met Dr. Joyce, it was because she

was drugged with an aphrodisiac, and the second twas at hbecause she started bleeding halfway

through an intense love-making session with him.

Each twas more embarrassing than the last.

This time, she had suddenly felt a sinking pain in her lower abdomen when she was in the car. She did know

why; maybe it was an after-effect from the aphrodisiac, or maybe it was because she had taken red wine during

her period.

Perhaps it was a good idea to go see the community doctor.

Bianca pulled her wrist away from the man's large hand. "I can go by myself, thanks."

With that, she turned around and walked toward the hospital.

It was only twenty meters away from the street.

Bianca reached the doors.

Luke was right behind her, following her into the community hospital dressed to

the nines. It was quite the rare sight, and the pretty lady at the reception was stunned for a second, drooling at

him.

Bianca said awkwardly, "I'm here for the gynae..."

The pretty lady finally reacted, and she was even more nervous than the patient when she keyed in Bianca's

request. She even had to retype certain words several times on the keyboard before she could get it right.

As for the man who was making her so nervous, he was sitting at the waiting area with his long legs crossed. He

looked just like a calm husband who was patiently staying with his wife until she received her examination

results.

The man's stern expression and fixed gaze said it all. He only looked at his wife and no one else, so everyone

could tell at a glance that he was a good man and an even better husband.

Bianca took her number and sat down, waiting for her turn.

As soon as she took her seat, a woman poked her and glanced at the man behind her, the man with eyes only

for his wife. There was jealousy in her voice as she said, "Where did you find that man? bet

your nightlife has been great after marriage... Tsk-tsk, your man simply radiates strength!"

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