Chapter 12 I Cost a Lot
- "Did you get a boyfriend?"
- Susan knew that look in Rachel's eyes. Rachel was thinking that she didn't deserve love at all. "Why not? You slept with my husband and got knocked up. I want to get knocked up too."
- Eric almost choked. I'm not your personal sperm factory.
- "I'm happy that you found love. I think Andrew will be delighted too. We should meet up and talk things out. How does next week sound? And bring the divorce papers. I'm sure Andrew will be happy to sign them after all that's happened."
- Susan sneered. Is she mad? What is she trying to do? Susan said nothing. Instead, she looked at Eric, who was staring at her coldly. Gah. We shouldn't be airing dirty laundry to the public. This guy heard everything. Great, an escort overhearing our family business is the last thing I need.
- Eric didn't think he would be entangled in this kind of low-level drama. He prided himself as someone being on top of the hierarchy, and this kind of drama was beneath him.
- Just then, Rachel got a call from Jocelyn, telling her to come back to the hospital. Before she left, Rachel said, "Bring your boyfriend along with you when the time comes. If he is your boyfriend anyway."
- Susan held Eric's arm and retorted, "Good. My boyfriend's been waiting for me to get a divorce. We'll be there."
- Boyfriend? Eric paused for a moment. Wow, she lies as naturally as she breathes.
- Rachel smirked. She's looking for trouble. She's been married to Andrew for years now, and she still has no idea how angry he can be? Doesn't she learn? But still, this is what I want to see. The worse the argument gets, the better. I'll be watching as Andrew teaches her a lesson right in front of her new boyfriend. She really thinks she's something just because she gets a new man? How naive.
- Rachel happily returned to the hospital only to see Jocelyn arguing with some doctors, and the intensity was about to scorch the ground. "Rachel! Just in time. For some reason, they're refusing your checkup. We had an appointment."
- Rachel's heart sank, and she quickly asked, "I paid in full, doctor. All the way from checkups to labor. Why can't I do it here?"
- "We're sorry, but we received instructions. We'll be refunding you, of course."
- Rachel wouldn't stand for this and she angrily asked, "Reason? You can't chase us out without any reason."
- "I'm not sure either. Please, go home."
- Rachel's good mood dissipated at once. She had told everyone she would be giving birth at Holyeye. If she were to change hospitals right now, everyone would laugh at her. They would say Andrew didn't care about the baby enough to give her the best he could afford. Being a client of Holyeye was the hallmark of rich mothers. Every mother would love to have this hospital take care of them throughout their pregnancy. She quickly asked, "Can we talk for a bit? I'm sure this is a misunderstanding."
- Gah, does she not understand words? The doctor lost his patience and said, "No. Ford Group's president called the director. Yes, he doesn't like you, so you're not getting anything from us. Clear? Leave, or I'm calling the guards."
- Rachel was flabbergasted. Ford Group? There's no way their president could have run into me.
- Susan regretted agreeing to the challenge, and she was in a rut right now. Great. Now those b*tches are going to spread the news, and everyone's going to think I have an affair with the escort.
- Eric was smoking some cheap cigarettes. Susan was reminded of Andrew. The cigarettes he smoked cost a ton. They look the same age. She sighed. One has to sell his body for money, and the other lives a large life. Hey, wait. Work is hard for him, so why don't I ask him to come with me to the meetup? It's just a meal. No big deal. And Andrew's ego is bigger than his head. If this guy shows up, he might sign the papers right away.
- Susan grinned and leaned into Eric's embrace, then she looked at him like a hurt little kitten. "Want to make some quick money, lad?"
- Eric saw through her right away and smirked. "You want me to fake being your boyfriend? So how much can you pay?"