Chapter Eighty

"Chillax girl. I can't believe you're this scared of him."

Afraid of Kendrick? Hailey scoffed.

Well, he scared her sometimes but she wasn't afraid of him. The only thing she was afraid of was his cunningness. And then, whenever he got angry.

Her body shuddered at the thought of his angry face. And Kara's laughter pulled her back to reality.

"Tsk tsk tsk, get a hold of yourself, girl." Kara held her shoulders. "I'm sure he's not as bad as you think."

"You won't get it." And Hailey didn't care to explain to her friend. She didn't think Kendrick was bad, she had seen it with her own eyes.

"Hailey, are you sure it's not that pregnancy thing?" Kara gave her a thoughtful look. "You know, about some women hating their husbands whenever they were pregnant?"

Hailey wanted to deny it. She never even liked Kendrick before. In fact, they never met each other until she got pregnant.

She picked up the glass and drank her juice instead.

And Kara stared at her looking amused. "Take it easy,