"Enough! You guys don't fight anymore here! Aren't you embarrassed to be seen by all the visitors here?!" Freya shouted warning Carla and Alfred.
"You'd better go back to the office and talk about your problem with a cool head!" Freya continued, she widened her eyes and looked at her two friends in turn.
"Come on La, let's go back to the office," Alfred said, his voice softened, unlike before he had fought with Carla.
"You go back there first!" cried Carla emotionally.
"Meet me in the lobby, okay? We'll have a good talk," Alfred said, forcing a smile at Carla.
"Why don't you talk to Carla in our room? Do you want B Joanne to listen to all your conversations??" Freya asked Alfred, he widened his eyes at Alfred.
"No, Frey. I just thought if Carla and I were talking in the lobby, it would be more comfortable and free than talking in your room," Alfred explained.
"Just say that you want to be close to Mrs. Joann, right??!" accused Carla.
"You don't talk carelessly, Carla! Who wants to be close to Mrs. Joanne?? What I do for her is just a form of care and attention from the staff to her boss!" Alfred snorted harshly.
"You were always like that, never changed one bit! You always care about other women, even though you're already dating me! During all the years I've been closed to you, my feelings are very tortured because I don't dare to express my jealousy to you!" Carla's gaze was so sharp and cold.
"Carla! Alfred! Can't you two just stop fighting for a bit?!" interrupted Freya who was getting more and more emotional looking at her two friends, because they were constantly arguing in front of Freya.
Meanwhile in her office, Joanne is waiting for Alfred to come back from the restaurant because she has something to tell Alfred.
Joanne thought that she should tell the man, that the fetus growing in her womb was the seed Alfred planted when they had an illicit relationship at Dave's house.
Moments later, Joanne felt a cramp in her stomach. He grimaced while holding his stomach, hoping the fetus was okay, "Arghh! My stomach... it hurts..."
The night was getting late, no one paid attention to Joanne's voice from inside the leadership room. Only the sound of crickets could be heard outside, while Carla, Freya, and Alfred still hadn't returned from the restaurant. The security guard is also standing guard near the office gate, who will help Joanne if something happens to her??
Joanne tried to calm down and catch her breath to ease the pain in her stomach a bit, then she leaned her head and body back in the chair.
"Huftt ... hufftt ..." Joanne took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly.
While he was trying to ease the pain, his cell phone suddenly rang. Joanne turned to the table where she had put her cell phone.
While still catching his breath, he slowly leaned forward, then grabbed the phone with his left hand.
Grinning in pain, he gripped the phone tightly, pressed the green button on the screen, and pressed it to his left ear.
Because Joanne wasn't in very good shape, she didn't realize who had called her that night.
"Hello, dear Joanne. Are you home yet?" asked the voice on the phone affectionately.
"Ha--hello... I'm not home yet, Fred. Are you still having dinner with Carla?" Joanne asked back, she thought the man she was talking to was Alfred.
"Why, Jo? Why do you call me Fred? I'm Dave, your husband," said the man surprised.
"S-sorry, Dave. I thought you were Alfred ..." replied Joanne who was also surprised.
"Yeah, that's fine," said Dave.
"W-- honey... when are you coming home?? My stomach hurts... can you take me to the hospital?" Joanne talked to her husband while squeezing her stomach tightly.
"Gosh! Is your stomach cramping again, Jo?!"
"Yeah..." Joanne whispered.
"In that case, now I'll tell Vincent to take you to the hospital as soon as possible! You wait a moment, okay?"
"W--okay, Dave. I'll be waiting," said Joanne, her voice getting softer, her face and lips turning paler.
Without delaying time, Dave immediately hung up the phone with Joanne, then he called Vincent, Dave's assistant in his office as well as the spy in charge of keeping an eye on Joanne.
"Vincent, hurry up and pick up my wife from her office now, then take her to Mulia Medika Hospital," Dave ordered his assistant.
"Very well, sir," said Vincent.
That night, finally Joanne was taken to the hospital to get treatment from the obstetrician who used to check the condition of Joanne and her fetus.
Dave has not been able to return to Bandung because he still has some work to do at the branch office in Bogor.
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