The Double Life of a Secretary (Megan and Leo)

Chapter 162 Blood During Ovulation

Megan sat on the bed, drinking water slowly.

This glass of hot water was just filled by Dr. Safford, and it was still a little hot,

but she was worried about something else, so she took a big sip and burnt her

throat.

“You are bleeding during your ovulation.” Dr. Safford checked the

examination report on the computer and finally said the conclusion. “The amount of blood is above average. We can’t conclude until the other results

come out.”

Dr. Safford said a lot, but Megan understood. “So, I am not pregnant?”

Dr. Safford thought that she was eager to have a child, so he comforted her. “You’re still young. There’s no hurry. Besides, your current physical condition is very bad. You’re very anemic, and it’s not suitable for you to give birth to at

child.”

Megan nodded gently, still confused and numb.

She was not pregnant.

She didn’t know if she should be glad or disappointed.

“Look, Megan, what good stuff did I get for you?” Vada ran back excitedly and unfolded the agreement in front of her like presenting a treasure.

After a quick glance, Megan’s eyes dimmed.

Vada shook the paper violently. “You’re free, Megan. You don’t have to pay the penalty fee! Why aren’t you happy?”

“I’m not pregnant.”

your HUG index.”

point of having him

you are pregnant, the 2 million dollars will be waived, but I didn’t write that

say anything.

was a

might be fooled, but not

would be

troubling was that Old Mr. Mayor was also there. If he knew that she was pregnant, he would probably be very happy.

And her mother…

anything happened to them… she couldn’t afford to

lips. “So you’re saying that my trick is

and comforted her. “Not entirely. At least…”

“At least what?”

very least, he would not do anything to

like he was going to take her back and lock her up to give birth to a child. Just thinking

was the case, not to mention a month, even if she

not let her go.

became happy again. She opened her arms and hugged Megan. “Megan, there are only about 20 days left in a month.

couldn’t help laughing. “Yes.”

your friend’s

her medical record.”

her name is…”

could finish his words, the door of the consulting room was pushed open by a strong force. “Sasha,

explanation today!”

were three or four of them, all women. The oldest one was estimated to

and the youngest looked to be in her 30s.

to protect Megan and said warily, “Who are