Chapter 337

My period had just started.

"Wait up!" I called after Lena, jogging to catch up. "You totally jinxed me—now my period's here. Can I borrow some of your stuff?"

Lena didn't miss a beat, pulling the key to the break room out of her pocket and handing it to me. "Help yourself."

We got into the elevator, heading to her department, but before we even arrived, shouting echoed down the hall.

"You shameless bitch! You married my son, and now you're running around with another man. You killed my son! And now you're pregnant with some bastard child and have the audacity to claim it's ours? You think we're stupid? You just want Desmond's compensation money!"

...

Lena rushed ahead, but I froze in place for a second. That voice... Why did it sound so familiar?

I really needed to grab some pads and get to the restroom, but my curiosity got the best of me, and I found myself drawn toward the noise instead.

"This baby is Desmond's. Once it's born, we can do a paternity test and prove it," I he