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

calling him, but his phone was switched

Bentley stopped in front of her. A man and

got to know each

of them then

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 over

her colleagues

laughing and joking with

was afternoon by the

"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."

room. She took a shower and changed into her nightclothes before taking

the clothes up in

completed all her preparations, she glanced at the time. It was already four o'clock exactly.

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

had time, she gave Jean a

finally

tone went on for a while without anyone

so she called him again. This time, her call

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

"Okay, I'll leave

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

message, Bianca put her phone down, looking for something else to

as she turned, though, her

she had to turn back and check the message on her

but it was a complete mess."

mesh I started an

Jean, who was supposedly "busy"

Bianca frowned.

She sent him a

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

think

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

rang her

was very cautious since she was

I'm Jason Doyle, Mr. Crawford's special assistant. I'm

was quite well- known. Almost everyone in

She opened the door.

head and saw that there were two tiny children standing

boy and the other a baby girl, their eyes bright

spine straight a s an arrow. Exasperated, he said, "These two are Mr. Crawford's

a bad feeling

particularly averse to taking care of kids for others, but it just felt so strange to her. After all, she was here to

not really want to take care of the children was because she was worried that seeing someone else's kids would keep reminding