I'm pregnant Sir Behave Yourself by Daphne

Bianca left.

Luke suddenly put down the blueprint he had been holding. He stood up and left his workstation, walking toward his wine cabinet instead. There, he took out a glass and filled half of it with wine, draining the whole thing with a frown.

This cursed lust!

It was already quite late when Bianca left the company, but thankfully there was one last subway to take her home.

Once she reached home, the first thing she did was reply to Jean's messages on WeChat. 1

After that, she pulled out her luggage and started to organize the things she needed for her trip tomorrow.

Just then, her phone rang.

The caller ID said it was Jean.

"Aren't you asleep yet? I thought I told you to rest early instead of calling me," Bianca said in concern when she picked up.

"I'm not done with work yet, so I brought the stuff back to the hotel room to continue overtime." Jean continued, asking her, "I saw your text earlier. Why are you going outstation too? Who will you be going with?"

"I don't really know who yet. I'll have to wait until tomorrow morning to find out," Bianca replied. 1 "If there are men going with you, remember to stay away from them," Jean reminded her. "After all, we just started working, so you don't know them well enough yet."

"Alright, I got it," Bianca said. Immediately after that, she suddenly heard a hammering sound on the other end. It sounded like someone knocking on the door.

No, rather than knocking, it sounded more like someone trying to beat the door down!

"What's the matter?" Bianca asked nervously.

"N-Nothing." Jean was stuttering all of a sudden, but then he said quickly, "Talk to you later? I'll check on what's happening outside and then report back to you." 3

He hung up before Bianca could tell him to be careful out there.

She lowered her head to look at her luggage and then a t the phone she was holding, its screen dimming after the call ended. Bianca was worried now,

concerned that Jean would encounter trouble out there too, with unfamiliar people in unfamiliar places.

Nothing happened that night.

The next day.

Bianca received a call from her colleague first thing in

the morning.

She waited for her colleague outside her compound, her weariness showing on her face. She had stayed up until the wee hours of the morning last night, waiting for Jean's call to assure her everything was fine, but he never called. 1

but his phone was switched

Bentley stopped in front of

got to know each other,

three of them then got into the car

by car to get to the city they were assigned to. Since they would need a car there, the higher-ups had arranged for a male colleague to drive one of the company's Bentleys

her colleagues

got along quite well, laughing and joking with

afternoon by the time they reached H

"Let's go back to our respective rooms first and get changed, get some rest. We'll be in contact again when it's time for dinner." i "Sure,"

luggage upstairs and went into her room. She took a shower and changed into her nightclothes before taking out the

the clothes

she glanced at the time.

called her even once since last night until now. He had not even sent

time, she

was finally

dial tone went on for a while without anyone picking

so she called

and I can't pick up. Will call you when I'm free." Soon, she

head and replied, "Okay, I'll leave you to

on his door last night might have been a random drunkard going

she replied to his message, Bianca put her phone down, looking for something else to do.

she turned, though, her

had barely turned away when she had to turn

was a WeChat message, but it

mesh I started an entrance

sender was Jean, who

Bianca frowned.

She sent him

and my arm accidentally touched the screen." That was why he sent her such a random string

did not think

"Doot... Doot... Doot..."

rang her

is it?" Bianca was very cautious since she was in an unfamiliar place and an unfamiliar

voice came from outside. "Miss Rayne, I'm Jason Doyle, Mr. Crawford's special

Crawford's most trusted special assistant, Jason Doyle, was quite well- known. Almost everyone in the company knew about

She opened the door.

him when she lowered her head and saw that there were two tiny children standing at the door

eyes bright and their teeth brighter. They looked like

suit, his spine straight a s an arrow. Exasperated, he said, "These two are Mr. Crawford's children. Their father is busy with work

had a bad

kids for others, but it just felt so strange to her. After all, she was

she did not really want to take care of the children was because she was worried that