As he approached Anabel, she noticed him and leered at him."Hi, Anabel, How are you doing?" He greeted, and Anabel looked around, acting as if she were searching to know who he was talking to. "Are you talking to me?'"I'm talking to you, Anabel. How are you doing?" Desmond, repeated."Ohh! As you can see, I'm fine. I haven't come back begging you. What do you want?""Please, can we talk for a moment?" Desmond asked, trying to keep his voice steady.Anabel crossed her arms. Her gaze was cool but distant. "Talk about what exactly? Do we have any business?"Desmond hesitated, then gestured towards her rounded tummy. "I couldn't help but notice... Are you pregnant?" Desmond asked, and Anabel let out a dismissive laugh. "So you approached me to ask me if I'm pregnant. So you came to mock me?""No, I didn't say so. I was...curious. I saw your tummy, and it seemed like....""The last time checked, I was called a barren woman. What business does a barren woman have to do with pregnancy?""I.
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