Best Friend Obsession

“This is really awkward,” Denise muttered as she observed the people staring at them. Every pregnant woman was either by herself or with her husband.

Samantha arrived while Denise was sitting between Mike and Ronnie. “Finally, you’ve arrived,” Denise said, rolling her eyes at her.

“I’m sorry, you know traffic,” Samantha said, making a peace sign at her. They are now waiting to be called into the doctor’s office.

Denise was nervous, possibly because she was overjoyed when he pulled her closer and kissed his head. “Relax, sweetie,” Denise said as she smiled and muttered, “Thank you.” He just nodded his head, and it was quiet for a while.

“Look! This is what the two of you will look like when your belly grows bigger! You could bounce,” Ronnie laughed. Samantha then poked him in the head.

“Ouch, Sam, I’m just joking, but that hurts huh,” Ronnie said, tapping his head.

Denise was seven months pregnant at the time, and her feet were swollen. What if she couldn’t see her feet in two months, even though Samantha was now five months pregnant?

They were summoned to the doctor’s office after 30 minutes of waiting. When Mike and Denise stood up, Samantha and Ronnie went to their respective rooms.

~

Denise couldn’t help but smile as they walked in. “Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Murgoci, please take a seat, Mrs. Mutgoci,” the doctor said, smiling and motioning to the stretcher.

“Where is our doctor?” Mike inquired as she sat. “She got sick and had to take time off; I took her patients today,” she explained as she applied cold gel to her belly.

“I see,” he said as if he didn’t like the fact that she was being examined by someone else.

“Nothing looks wrong with the twins. They are both healthy,” she stated and looked at her cheerful expression.

“What are their genders?” Denise inquired eagerly.

“Well, you’re expecting twins, a boy, and a girl, congratulations!” the doctor exclaimed, her eyes welling up with tears. She was too happy looking at the twins in the ultrasound machine, who appeared to be playing inside her tummy.

“They’re so cute,” Denise said as she looked at the device that displayed their babies.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Well, sometimes the babies are in a position where one baby hides the other; it happens, but not in your case,” she explained as she removed her plastic gloves.

“Here,” she said, handing Denise a towel to wipe away the gel. She couldn’t sit up after wiping the gel away. When Mike saw her struggle, he came over to assist her in straightening up.

“We’re having boy and girl babies,” she told him, and for the first time, she noticed a generous smile on his face.

A smile that gave her joy that he had a heart, a smile that made her realize they could be family. A smile that made her trust in him even more.

He frowned as he looked at her, their gazes lost in each other’s, before wandering back and hugging his neck.

When he sagged down on the floor, she looked at him in puzzlement. When she looked up, she saw the doctor holding an empty vaccine.

“w-what did you do?” she exclaimed, stunned and frozen. She felt as if her legs were trapped, and she couldn’t get up and leave the room.

“Nothing, I just put him to sleep,” the doctor explained as she turned around to see another man approaching her from behind the screen. When he injected her, she felt like a stone and didn’t even fight back.

Before she was knocked out, the last thing she saw was his eyes and the way he looked at her.

~

“Utterly beautiful,” muttered the man as he traced her jaw. Her skin was incredibly soft. And she was stunning. She appeared to be an angel.

She won’t be able to replace his deceased wife, but she can use her against Mike. He couldn’t help but admire her when he touched her. It’s as if he was touching his deceased wife. “How would it feel if I f*cked her?” he wondered, smirking.

“And if I got her pregnant, it’d be another plan, but she’s already pregnant, so how about getting rid of it? But it all took time, I had to get rid of the bastards in her first,” the man said as he stroked Denise’s face.

“Anyway, thanks for your cooperation, Doctor,” the man said with a smirk as he dropped the bag full of money in front of the doctor.

“Thank you for your great payment,” she said with a smile.

“If I were you, I’d get a new persona and leave the country; otherwise, you’ll get in a lot of trouble when the man wakes up here,” he said as he led her to the wheelchair and opened the door.

“You won’t kill him?” she asked, frowning. He smiled and shook his head.

“No, I want him to live every day with the worry and fear that I’m going to kill his wife and his kids,” he said as he exited the room.

“Bye, remember my advice once again Doctor. Run now before he wakes up if you still want to live,” the man said as he give her a smirk.

~

Ronnie sighed. “How long would their damn examination take?” Ronnie inquired of Samantha.

“I’m not sure, and it’s suspicious that they take longer than us,” Samantha said.

“Stay here, I’m going to check on them,” Ronnie said as he stood up and went to the doctor’s office. He knocked on the door but received no response.

He knocked once more.

“What the hell were they doing inside? f*ck I don’t know but I don’t feel good about this,” Ronnie thought to himself as he hurriedly opened the door with his hand over his eyes before walking in, tripping over something, and collapsing to the ground.

He then looked down at the floor and saw Mike lying unconscious, and he searched for Denise, but she wasn’t there. He looked around once more before trash-talking because he was certain she wasn’t here.

“Mike? Mike? Wake up!” he yelled, shaking him awake. He did not, however, awaken. Took a deep breath and decided to slap him several times to wake him up.

“Please don’t kill me if I did this to you,” he muttered before slamming him across the face.

He did it again when he didn’t wake up. And on his sixth attempt, he awoke and held his hand.

When Mike regained consciousness, he exclaimed, “What the hell are you doing?”

“I could ask you the same question: where is Denise?” Ronnie grumbled.

Mike frowned before his eyes widened and he sat on the floor, surveying the scene.

“Denise, f*ck!!” he muttered as he jumped to his feet. As he stumbled back, he held his hand. “What the hell did they give me? I wasn’t even that woozy after taking crack,” Mike thought to himself.

“What the hell happened to my wife?” he hissed before punching the wall.

“Relax, man,” Ronnie said, attempting to console him.

“How can I relax when I don’t even know where she is!” Mike yelled at him.

“I know,” Ronnie says, “but let’s check the CCTV first.”

When Samantha entered the room, she inquired, “What happened here?”

“I think Denise has been kidnapped,” Ronnie responded.

“Oh my gosh! then what are you doing here! let’s look for her now,” Samantha expressed concern.

“Let’s find the doctor first; she was the last one here before I passed out,” Mike said, clenching his fist.