No One But You

Chapter 17 Are You Pregnant?

She was depressed, but still incredulous. "How can you look so beautiful without makeup?"

I thanked her for complimenting me, but I knew I was pretty.

Otherwise, Daniel would not take this advantage and sent me to someone's bed.

I wanted to know the truth.

But suddenly I was tired and did not want to pursue.

The rest of the time, I continued to play with the phone, she continued to touch up makeup.

Until I saw the figure of Calvin came out from the elevator.

"Here he comes." I said.

Before I could I react, Elena rushed to him, she still pulled me.

She ran so fast in her high heels that she almost hit him.

Calvin's assistant reacted quickly and immediately reached out his hand to stop us.

He was tall and strong, and presumably he also served as a bodyguard.

Calvin saw us and stopped.

He was unpleased to see me. He saw me at noon and then again two hours later.

His look to me was the same as that to Elena.

In his eyes, I didn’t want to give up on him like Elena.

It hurt me.

I was not a woman like Elena, and I didn’t want to be that kind of women.

Elena grabbed my wrist, making me feel in pain. She rushed to Calvin, “Calvin, this woman deliberately

got close to you. She is not a good man!"

People came and went in the exhibition center. Calvin just had a business meeting. Now there must be

many colleagues.

I whispered to Elena, “Miss Elena, at least you should go out and talk about it!"

She glared at me. "Stop trying to be nice! I know what you think!”

Calvin strode to the entrance of the Exhibition center.

Elena grabbed me and followed him all the way to the parking lot.

I had never had the experience of chasing a man like this before, and I felt sick of it.

Calvin's assistant opened the door. Calvin turned his back on us, probably he did not want to give us a

second look. "Elena, I made it clear to you yesterday that you are not fit to be my girlfriend."

Oh, she was dumped. No wonder she got mad at me today.

“No, Calvin!” Crying, Elena clutched Calvin's arm with both hands, “Josephine has got married, do you

know? This woman cheated on her husband after they were married, and later she was pregnant with

another man's child!"

Elena checked me carefully.

But I felt Calvin's back stagnate, and then he suddenly turned to me and said, "You're pregnant?"

When he said it, I could tell it was a knee-jerk reaction.

When a person suddenly accepts an unknown thing, it is usual to be surprised first and then accept

slowly.

His first reaction told me that he didn't know I was pregnant.

He slept with me and didn't know I was pregnant.

But if he had kept me and wanted to have his child, it was impossible that he did not know.

It didn’t like he was pretending.

Suddenly, my heart was cold, with fingers shivering.

I found that subconsciously I wanted that person to be Calvin.

Why?

Because he was handsome? Because he was rich?

I took my hand back from Elena's and slowly turned to walk to her car.

Elena shouted to me, “Where are you going? Come back and make it clear!"

She was clinging to Calvin now, so she didn't catch up.

I walked to her car, my snacks still in the passenger seat.

They parked the cars so close that they could hear me when I spoke.

I said to Elena, "Open the car door. I want to get my snacks."

She had now been pushed away by Calvin and was now entangling with Calvin's assistant.

She ignored me. And I didn't have time to watch her badger a man who didn't want her at all.

"Elena, open the door!" Then I picked up a brick and said, "If you don't open the door, I'll break the

glass!"

She took one look at me. "Don't you dare!"

She thought I dare not, but she didn't know me very well.

I held up the brick and hit it, but I failed in the first time.

The glass quality of the sports car was not that bad. I kept trying.

Elena had to let go of Calvin and ran to me. While running, she cried, “Are you crazy?"

She was reluctant to give up her luxury car, so she opened the door for me. I sat in the passenger seat.

She stood outside staring at me, “What?"

"Send me back."

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I had my money out of shame, so I cannot spend it so recklessly.

She looked at me like a fool. By the time she knew it, Calvin’s car had already left.

She stamped her foot and cried, “Calvin, Calvin! My Calvin!"

I tore open a bag of gummy candy, tearing and biting, looking at Elena cry.

She cried as she drove, with her makeup destroyed.

She cried and scolded me, “You fox, if I can't get Calvin, you won’t get him."

"I never want to have him." The gummy candy was so hard on my teeth that my cheek hurts.

"You're lying."

"I've only known him a few days, so why would I want him?"

"Calvin is so handsome and rich, why don't you want him?" She was so surprised that she forgot to cry.

"He is handsome and rich that I want to get him?" I was amused by her theory, “There are many rich

men in the world, should I get them all? In that way, I will be tired to death."

"You lie. You must like Calvin, but you dare not say so." She gnashed her teeth.

There was nothing in the world that I was particularly afraid of.

I turned my head and glanced randomly in the front, but suddenly it scared me.

"Car, car! Elena, watch the road!"

Elena looked to the front and saw a car approaching.

She was so busy talking to me that she forgot to drive.

She screamed and whacked the steering wheel, then our car went straight into the flowerbed on the

side of the road.

"Put on the brakes, fool!” I called out to remind her, but it was too late.

The force of the crash knocked out the airbag and it hurt so much in my face.

My first reaction was to protect the child, so immediately I touched the lower abdomen, but fortunately,

it did not bump into the belly.

I was fine except for my face.

Elena beside me burst out crying, “Help! God, I disfigured. You fox, my face, look at my face."

I looked back at her with difficulty. There was no blood on her face, and the fact that she could scream

at such a high voice meant it was not serious, “Is the nose fake?"

She looked at me in dismay. "My nose has fallen in? Did the prosthesis fall out?"