CHAPTER SEVEN

As I am cooing and gushing over the food while rubbing on my abdomen.Something that's being said draws my attention, and it is none other than my present nemesis. They were talking about how much of a faithful husband he was and how he is succeeding in the business world as well. "Dumb people," I whispered under my breath; I stood up, having lost my appetite. Not that my stomach can carry any more food.I returned to the hotel room. Had my bath and slept off the minute my head touched the bed. Maybe sleeping wasn't such a great idea. "Diana, don't disturb me. I want to watch a movie." "Diana, I have a business trip." "Diana, do you want to join me and watch a movie?" A blaring alarm wakes me up. as I jump up from the bed. Even in my dream, this bastard would still haunt me. Well, if that's the case, I will work until I don't feel anything.I stood up, rushed to the bathroom, and quickly showered. I was going back to the company today and accepted the secretary job, but I don't