43. Fight for Her Man

The voices outside quietened down for some seconds, increasing Haley's confusion.

Neither the security man nor the lady spoke again,

Until the sounds of footsteps resumed, closer this time.

“Where is she!?” Camille barged into the place. “Where is that slut who's been seducing my husband? You'd better come out-”

She paused, her gaze snapping to the dining table.

Camille staggered and her bag dropped onto the couch, while she let out a loud scream.

“Ahhhhh! Oh, my goodness!” Hugging her pregnancy bump, Camille sank onto the couch, her face twisting with pain. “Oh, God! I think my baby's coming!”

Standing up, Andrew breathed out an exasperated sigh before sitting beside her.

Haley left the dining table too and sat on the lady's other side.

“Andy, help!” She cried.

“You're alright, Camille.” Sounding helpless, Andrew carefully rubbed her stomach. “You were moving too vigorously and shouting, of course, the baby would be disturbed.”

Her pregnancy wasn't so big to expect a baby so so