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Chapter 790 Janet, Are You Pregnant



Janet fell asleep again, and at about eight o\'clock she woke up again. Brian was watching some military training on the TV with the volume cut off.

"Brian, what\'s the time?" asked Janet in a hoarse voice.

Brian looked at his wristwatch and then turned around, "It\'s ten minutes to eight now."

"Oh no, I\'m late!" She was late for work!

But then she stopped and remembered of the quarrels she had with Daniel last evening and remembered that she didn\'t have to go to work anymore.

Brian walked towards her, and asked, "Are you going to work today?"

"No, not now at least, " said Janet, shaking her head.

Brian seemed to understand what was happening, and said, "You can put some clothes on you now, I\'ll go out and ask the receptionist to send you some breakfast."

The door then closed and Janet crawled out of her quilt and took out the clothes out of the bag.

She found a white dress, a long and pink coat, and some white underpants.

After she dressed in her new clothes, Janet went to the bathroom.

She had left her hair band in Daniel\'s room last night and now she had to let her hair fall over her shoulders.

Brushing her teeth and looking at herself in the mirror, Janet began to remember of what happened in Daniel\'s bathroom.

Her face kept flushing red while she was washing it.

Janet and Brian had breakfast together and then left the hotel. "Where are you going now, I\'ll drive you there, " said Brian.

Getting in the military vehicle, Brian looked at the woman beside him fastening the belt in the passenger\'s seat.

"Home."

She went home because she didn\'t have to go to work anymore.

"Where do you live?"

"Mansion No. 8, in the Royal Mansion Neighborhood."

She gave him the address while Brian glanced at her with a meaningful look. He then started the car without adding anything more.

At the mansion\'s gate

Janet jumped out of the huge Audi military car. She said, "Brian, thank you! Please remember to contact me when you\'re free. I need to treat you with a meal and drinks for all your help."

Brian nodded,

“Let\'s go and register our marriage on your birthday!”

Marrying Daniel should have been her best birthday gift, but everything was ruined the moment when she caught him sleeping with another woman on the day before her birthday.

“He’s going to marry that woman! She... was my best friend!"

lunch!" said Ella, while she came over to them.

Janet couldn\'t refuse this time. She picked up her brother and then went upstairs with him to the bathroom.

Samuel sat in the middle of the long table, to his right Ella, and then Janet.

And on the opposite side were Jerry, Sally, and Daniel.

Though the table was full of food, Janet had no appetite because of the man sitting diagonally opposite to her.

She thought of what had happened last night, and seeing him made her feel quite uncomfortable.

Ella placed a piece of sweet and sour pork spare rib in her bowl, and said, "Eat something, you look weak."

Janet sluggishly picked up the piece of spare rib with her chopsticks and put it into her mouth. Just at that moment, she met with Daniel\'s eyes, and all of a sudden remembered what had happened between them in the bathroom.

Her face flushed in an instant and was just about to drop the spare rib, but Daniel cast a cold glare on her and Janet shrunk and then forced herself to eat the spare rib.

She covered her mouth as she felt her stomach revolting with the piece of food.

But the man was still looking at her and torturing her with his sharp eyes that Janet had nothing else to do but to continue to chew on the small piece of food.

Last night\'s scene now became clearer and clearer in Janet\'s mind, under Daniel\'s glares.

Then again she felt the piece of food revolting in the stomach, which made Samuel suspicious. He asked, "Jane, what\'s the matter with you?"

Janet shook her head, but Ella squinted her eyes at her daughter, and said: "You seem like... Janet, are you pregnant?"


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