Here, Belinda, have some fish. Leena is right. It's good for the brain." Daisy said, serving her a large piece of fish. She also wondered what in the world Belinda was thinking. 'Is there something going on between them?' she thought.
"Et tu, Brute? Not you too?" Belinda glared at Daisy. She was a CEO after all. She even knew Shakespeare. How could anyone say she was stupid?
"I'm not teasing you. I'm trying to get Duke to calm down. Or didn't you see the look on his face?" Daisy whispered in Belinda's ear. She was afraid to say it too loud. She didn't need to draw Duke's ire.
"Well, if I did something wrong, so did you. Don't tell me you didn't notice that same scary look on Edward's face," Belinda whispered back to Daisy. She also kept her voice low. They didn't dare to talk about the two unhappy men in public. That wouldn't end well for anyone.
"I noticed. But I'm not worried. If he's still unhappy tonight, I'll handle him. I'm a soldier. But in your case, if you go home tonight, you'll definitely lose." Daisy was a bit worried for her friend. 'I offered to teach you Wing Chun but you refused. It's too late for regrets now,' Daisy thought to herself.
Belinda just sat and stewed. She'd done it now. "Men. All they can think of is getting freaky. I'm ready. I don't care," Belinda said in a casual way. She had dealt with Duke's anger a lot, so she got used to it. He had a stick up his ass, anyway, getting angry at the slightest provocation.
It was Daisy's turn to choke now. It took her a bit to recover, and she took another mouthful of salt soda to try and recover. Another cough shook her body, but she stopped herself from spraying Belinda. "You don't know how lucky you are. I almost sprayed you. When did you get so dirty? The Belinda I knew could never say anything like that." Daisy wolfed down a bit more spicy food as she said this.
"Ha! We're all experienced women. No need to be too shy," Belinda said and ate a piece of fish, but she spat it out and felt like she was going to hurl.
"What's wrong? Too spicy?" Daisy was fond of spicy food, so she thought everything was pretty good. But she forgot that Belinda couldn't eat spicy food. She was asking out of genuine concern.
"No, too smelly. Ew!" Bile rose in Belinda's throat. "I think I need to use the bathroom." Then she stood up. She almost couldn't hold back the impulse to vomit, so she put a hand over her mouth just in case.
"I'll go with you." Daisy stood up, too. Duke frowned at their unusual behaviour. But the women left in a hurry, so he didn't have the chance to ask what was wrong.
"What's wrong with her? She ate something rotten?" Edward asked Duke, teasing him.
"Dunno. But if it's due to the food, it's on you. You're the owner." Duke rolled his eyes at Edward. But he was still worried about Belinda, so he started to fidget.
"She probably ate too much. That could make me throw up." No one paid attention to Rain for a bit, so he decided to remind them he was still alive. Unfortunately, he said something dumb to do it.
"I don't think so. I need to make sure she's okay." Leena was worried and started to feel nervous. Even though she made fun of Belinda, she still cared about her. She scooted her chair out and was about to walk to the bathroom after her.
"I don't think that's necessary," Tom said slowly. Then he looked at Duke and grinned. "Congratulations, Dad!" Tom's words caused everyone at the table to silence. Rain sat there stunned, mouth agape.
"Ah! No way! Tom, are you sure?" Leena stood there, astonished.
"Not 100 percent sure. But highly likely." Tom said that casually, but Duke, next to him, was so nervous that he couldn't sit still.
For real? I'm a dad? But what if you're wrong? What will you say then?" Duke was so nervous that he couldn't even think. What would Tom do if he were wrong? He'd just be wrong, of course. It was painfully obvious that Duke wanted it to be true.
I said I wasn't entirely sure. Besides, you got her pregnant, not me. Idiot." Tom rolled his eyes at Duke. 'Crazy. He's freaking out over a baby. This is not going to be fun. Hopefully I'm wrong and she's not pregnant. I really don't know how this is going to go over with either of them.'
'Uncle Tom, is it real? Is Auntie Belinda going to have a baby? Can I have a pretty little sister?" Justin was thrilled at the good news. He jumped on Tom and asked him all these questions. Tom was a little non-plussed.
Never mind. I shouldn't have said anything. It'll take a hospital visit to figure this out. I'm not God." Tom curled his lip. He was merely making a guess. Why was everybody so serious and taking it as Gospel truth?
"I don't care. I want a pretty little sister!" Justin was unsatisfied with Tom's answer. The boy pulled on Tom's arms. Sometimes, it seemed like he was too used to getting his own way.
Hey! You got the wrong guy. You want a little sister? Ask your daddy. I don't even have a girlfriend. It would be a miracle if I gave you a little sister." Tom was now feeling extremely stressed out. Everyone was overreacting, expecting him to promise things he couldn't deliver. And all this was about an educated guess.
"That's what I'm telling you, Jerry! Find a girl and knock her up! Then Justin can have a little sister!" Rain never missed a chance to tease Tom. It's payback, he figured. Tom always mocked him, so he'd have the last laugh now. 'Revenge is a dish best served cold, Tom. Don't make fun of me again!' Rain thought to himself.
"Speaking of girlfriends, you should talk. You're not getting any younger. Find a girl, while you're still able to use it." Tom glared at Rain. 'Why can't he speak less and be nicer? Why is he up in my business about a girlfriend?'
"Ha! I'm only a year older than you. We're almost the same age," Rain said, practically hysterical. 'Girlfriend? I might never find one for the rest of my life, ' he thought to himself.