Miss CEO Is Pregnant For Her Secretary

Chris

“Hey man,” Aiden said the moment he caught up with me. We did a brotherly hug and he wrapped his hand around my shoulder, walking along with me while I chuckled.

“What’s up with you?” I asked him, paying vivid attention to his expression, with the knowledge that he could say something but his face and expression could also say something different.

“Nothing, just catching up with my best friend,” he smiled and like he knew I was going to pay attention to his expression, he fixed his face clearly.

“Come on, let’s have lunch together,” he said as we got outside the building and walked down the road to the other street. Aiden was kind of clinging but right now he is actually acting suspicious like something’s up.

We got to a restaurant, he ordered our meal and came back to the table waiting to be served. Aiden and I hung out a lot but right now I knew something was going on, probably a few questions he desired to ask. The constant rubs on his hands since we got here, gave him away. I noticed his jaw tightened, and he was trying so hard to avoid making eye contact with me. Our eyes came in contact, I noticed his sly smile, he quickly took his gaze, as if it would sell him out.

“Okay, what’s up? What’s going on? I asked him the instant the waitress left our table. I grabbed my fork and paused, giving him a suspicious glance. I wanted him to speak.

“Nothing’s up,” he responded, and took a bite from his meal, while I rolled my eyes as a sign of disbelief.

“Okay then, cause I won’t be answering any suspicious questions, after now,” I said and immediately his mouth opened and he spilled the beans. “I heard rumors of you calling Flovia, Mandy today,” he said and I almost choked on my food.

“What?” I said coughing, while he quickly handed me a glass of water.

“You seem shocked? I thought we agreed on letting your one-night stand with her go away. It’s been two weeks and now not only are you hell-bent on finding her, you go around voicing her name out loud,” he half yelled the last part, earning a few stares in our direction, which I quickly waved off by silently apologizing to them.

“Keep your voice low, Aiden. You don’t have to make it sound insane as you’re putting it, alright,” I glared at him while taking a sip of the water in front of me.

“Sounds like insanity. Excuse me! Isn’t this whole situation insane? Please don’t give me this talk,” he hissed now completely pissed, but I was as well. I get he is my best friend and he has a few right to butt into my business and wants what’s best for me. But right now he’s going too far with it, he barely knows her, and he doesn’t get that I’ve tried not thinking about her, but it’s been really hard – like extremely difficult…

“That’s enough okay,” I said in a stern tone, and he chuckled. “I don’t have a problem with you getting obsessive with a girl, don’t cross your line and bring it to work and we both do know what happened the last time you were this obsessive,”

“Don’t bring that card Aiden. We know this is different, it’s not the same okay,” I said in defense. “Is it not? Is it so different from before,” his response sent me aback, that I started to postulate a lot of theories in my head…

“Obviously soon enough you’re going to want to stalk her and call it coincidence,” he said…

“Look, I’ll see you later in the office,” he added and just walked away, leaving me standing there with lots of thoughts, crowding my head…

Mandy

I rolled over the bed and got up trying to subdue the arching feeling of pain around my head. I’ve got a lot of work on my hands since Camilla gave birth. I just couldn’t find someone to completely replace her. Though I had someone handling the schedule a bit, but the rest of the tiny details Camilla saw, I had to do them myself. I breathe out, shaking my head off the thought, while I concentrate on getting ready for work…

“Alright lady, let’s go,” I said to myself, as a form of motivation…

*

I got downstairs to have breakfast, and the smell of waffles hit me. I felt this nostalgia, with flashing in my head. I remember how we had a long family breakfast while I was a kid with everyone in the family, Derrick and his uncle were apart, and I couldn’t forget how cool he was then, he acted like my big brother always having my back. I used to wish we could live together and was jealous of how cool his parents were regarding mine. Grandma and Grandpa were present and we would have such an amazing breakfast with smiles all over everyone’s faces. Waffles were like my happy meal back then, before things changed. I smiled at such beautiful memories before having my seat in the dining room.

I brought out my iPad from my bag, and looked at the updated schedule for the day. Lucky for me I was almost completely free today. I looked at the documents Anna had sent to my mail last night. I opened it and quickly went through it, intending to carefully go through them at the office. I turned off the iPad, and almost immediately my phone beeped. I placed the iPad in my bag and brought out my phone, shaking my head as it revealed a message from my best friend.

“Girl, it’s been a while, how’ve you been?” I read and a smile formed on my lips. The last time we chatted was a week ago, before Camilla’s news and I got pretty busy. We were still talking about the club and Chris, the guy who’s been stuck in my memory.

“I missed you, just working a lot hard here,” I texted back when my waffles arrived alongside tea. I dropped my phone on the dining table and picked up the cup of tea taking a sip from the tea and it was accurately on point. The sudden urge to puke hit me, which made me squeeze my face a bit, as I immediately disputed it, staring at my waffles with a smiley face.

“Are you okay Mandy,” Mom said and I gave her a tight smile, trying to take a bite of the waffle when the urge hit me again, this time even harder. I immediately stood up and ran to the sink, throwing it out…

“Mandy, are you okay?” Dad said and rushed to the sink, helping me back to my seat…

“I’m fine, I don’t know what happened. The waffles suddenly became irritating,” I said, turning my face away from it. I looked at my mom who held a smiling face the entire time.

“What are you smiling about, Mom?” I said with a subtle breath…This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

“Cause you’re pregnant,” She giggled and did a happy dance while I looked at her in shock…

“Pregnant,” My dad repeated, staring at me confused…