Chapter 15 The Baby is Yours?

Rachel suppressed the panic in her heart, she lowered her eyes slightly, and said, "She has been with you all day long. If she comes to the company to be an interpreter, she will only get closer to you. I am afraid, afraid that you will have feelings for each other after a period of time."

Now that she couldn't hide it from him, she told him frankly to dispel his suspicion. She was just afraid that she would lose him.

She looked at him with her big watery eyes and said, "You know me, not just a day or two. You're very clear about my feelings for you "

Rachel continued to hold back her tears. "I was so afraid that I would lose you, that's why I made my own decision when I saw her apply for the job at the company."

Harry frowned. "I've told you that we'll get divorced in a month."

Rachel knew it, if she didn't know that Stacy was the girl that night, she was willing to wait. She had been waiting for so many years, and she didn't care about this one month. But now she couldn't wait anymore.

She couldn't let her get too close to Harry!

No!

"Stacy, this is for table 2. You bring it over."

Stacy answered. She didn't sleep well last night and she came to work and stood there all the time today. Now she felt a slight pain in her lower abdomen.

She walked toward table 2 with a tray in her hand. Before she arrived, Stacy saw Rachel. The opposite of her

There was no need to think who it was.

She hesitated for a moment. This was her job, and she couldn't avoid it.

She kept a standard smile on her face and said, "This is your order."

Stacy bent over and took out the dishes from the tray.

When she put the plate in front of Harry, her wrist was suddenly grabbed. "What are you doing?"

His voice was a little cold, with a questioning tone.

His eyes lingered on her body. She wore a white shirt and a black waistcoat, which could only wrap her skirt around her hips, revealing a pair of slender, straight legs.

His eyes lingered on her legs for a few seconds, and his face became more gloomy.

Why did she dress like that?

"She is a married woman. What was she doing here?"

Stacy kept a smile on her face. "I'm working."

Harry frowned with anger. She translated the document yesterday and asked him for money, and now she was doing a job like this, did the Morgan family really fail like this?

"Could you please let me go?" Stacy didn't feel anything wrong. She made money by her own hands.

Rachel went to hold Harry's hand. "Harry, many people are watching. If there's anything wrong, let's go out and talk."

No one knew about the marriage between Harry and Stacy. Rachel didn't want Harry to make this clear.

Harry stared at Stacy. It took him a long time to suppress his anger and let her go. "I don't want you to go to work here."

Stacy only felt that the pain in her lower abdomen became more intense, and beads of sweat had oozed from her forehead unconsciously. She wanted to explain, but she was too weak. So she took the tray and left without saying a word.

After putting down the plate, she walked into the bathroom. She was scared by this feeling. Fortunately, there was no blood.

She came out of the compartment and stood by the sink to wash her hands. She lowered her head and touched her belly. "Be obedient my baby."

Mommy needed to make money. Only when she had money could she take good care of her mother and the baby in her belly.

Rachel came in and happened to hear her words. Her eyes were fixed on her abdomen and her face turned pale.

Seeing her pale face, Stacy explained, "This is not Harry's. You don't have to look like that."

After saying that, Stacy pulled herself together, walked past her, and walked out of the bathroom.

"Your child is two months old?" Rachel turned around slightly.

Stacy stopped and turned around. "How do you know?"

"I, I guess it from your belly." Rachel forced herself to hold on.

She, she was pregnant?

It was Harry's baby?!

Sure enough, this woman couldn't stay!

At this moment, Rachel crazily wanted to get rid of this woman and let her completely disappear in Harry's world!

When Stacy walked out of the bathroom, she was grabbed by Harry and pulled out of the restaurant.

She was already uncomfortable, but when she was dragged away by Harry, she only felt that it was even more painful.

"Let me go!" She wanted to shout at him, but she didn't have enough strength.

Harry pulled her all the way to the roadside and let her go. He said sternly, "You can tell me if you need money. You don't need to pretend to be pitiful in front of me!"

He didn't believe that the Morgan family had failed like this. Two days ago, Ethan took his wife and daughter to a luxury store. Now, she actually came to the restaurant to work as a waiter?

Stacy leaned against the advertising sign on the side of the road, otherwise, she would not be able to stand. She tried to calm herself down. "Mr. Louise and I are husband and wife, but both of us know that we are just making a deal. Mr. Louise, you don't have to be so angry about what I am doing."

"Since you're my wife, it's a shame of me to let you do this job!" Harry was puzzled about this woman. She was always inscrutable.

Stacy pursed his lips and endured the pain silently.

Just as she couldn't hold on any longer, Ryan rushed over to her. "Stacy, I came here to look for you. I didn't expect that I would really find you... Are you uncomfortable?"

As a psychologist, he had a keen observation of people's body. Although Stacy was trying her best to endure the pain, he noticed she was uncomfortable.

After he separated with her that day, he went to her house to find Janet. He knew everything about Stacy from Janet, including how she had the baby in her belly.

He couldn't say what kind of feeling it was. Anyway, he felt terrible.

"Since she was trapped in such a difficult situation, why didn't she go to ask him for help?"

He wanted to see her, but he didn't know where she lived, so he came to the place where they met yesterday to try his luck. He didn't expect that he really found her.

Stacy couldn't care about anything now, and the pain in her lower abdomen made her panic. She grabbed Ryan's arm and said, "Please send me to the hospital."

Ryan looked at her lower abdomen. When he bent over and tried to hold her, a hand suddenly fell on his shoulder.

He turned his head.

Harry's face darkened. "She's my wife."

His tone was neither light or heavy but it was full of deterrent!

It seemed that he was warning that she was his wife, and others couldn't touch her!

Ryan smiled sarcastically. "Are you husband and wife?"

Before Harry could react, he continued, "You're just making a deal. You won't marry a woman with a baby in her belly."

Harry narrowed his eyes, and his face was full of danger. "The baby is yours?"