CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-TWO
ROXANNE'S POV
I cursed under my breath, holding myself from hitting my phone on the wall. Who the heck did she think she was to demand such an outrageous sum of money from me?
Did she truly think I would ever give such an amount?
I scoffed "She must have been delusional to even come up with such a fart-infested idea." I said to myself
I groaned frustratedly as another wave of nausea washed over me.
"What could be the issue?" I furrowed my brows. I had not eaten anything suspicious; at least something my body hated, so why the fuck was my body reacting so stupidly?
It was after about a minute or two that my hands which had unconsciously gone to my stomach reminded me that there was a little soul in there.
"How could I possibly forget that I was pregnant?" The question filled me with fear. Was I suffering from some kind of side effect from regaining my memory?
