Chapter 87 Who Wants To Have A Baby With You

As Linda was reading through some documents, her phone suddenly buzzed.

She glanced at it casually only to be immediately excited.

Steve was calling!

Linda calmed herself down as she answered the call. "Hello, Mr. Song."

"Miss Mu, are you free this noon?" Steve inquired.

Steve couldn't see the shock and excitement on her face but Linda tried to contain her excitement. "Yes. What can I do for you?"

"Nothing important. I just want to treat you to a meal," Steve said nonchalantly.

"Okay," replied Linda, holding her phone with both of her hands

She spoke calmly as she discussed with him the time and address. When the call finally ended, she heaved a sigh of relief. Finally, Steve was giving her hope.

They were having lunch at a restaurant just in the next street so it didn't take long for Linda to get there.

When Linda arrived, Steve was already there. He was wearing a pair of sunglasses that attracted a lot of stares.

"What would you want to eat? Order anything you want." Steve threw the menu to her and leaned against the back of his chair, looking casual.

Trying to suppress the excitement in her heart, Linda lowered her head and ordered.

"By the way, how's work? Are you busy now?" Steve asked coolly.

Linda replied, "Not bad! I'm a little busy but it's okay! I can make time."

"Ahem, I meant, if you can make time but how come your other colleagues can't?" Steve said, leaning forward.

Linda widened her eyes, trying to understand what was happening.

"I heard that Sherry was promoted? Is that right?"

Linda's face stiffened.

Sherry again!

Why did everyone care about her so much?

Linda slightly smiled and asked, "Mr. Song, did you invite me to lunch so you could ask about Sherry?"

Finally, Steve looked at her in the eye. Then he flashed her a satisfied smile and snapped his finger. "You're smart. You catch on quickly. Now tell me what's been going on with her recently."

Linda's heart sank.

"She's been doing well and yes, she was recently promoted. Why? What's up?" she replied casually.

"Oh, not like that. You have to tell me in detail. I thought she was your best friend? You probably know a lot about her," Steve insisted.

Linda took a sip of water and replied calmly, "She goes to work and she got a promotion. What else do you want to know?"

Failing to notice the shift in her attitude, Steve frowned and said, "That's so boring."

"That's what professional women are like. Mr. Song, why don't we talk about something else? What's been going on with you?" Linda asked with interest, smiling.

"I don't do much except go to the bar after work,"

Steve said dismissively. After that, he paused then added, "You should pay more attention to Sherry. If you notice that she has problems or if she's sick or if she's going on a date with someone else, you should tell me!"

Suddenly, the topic was Sherry once more. Linda was getting impatient already.

"She was just recently promoted so she's definitely busier than usual. She'll take care of herself. I've prepared some soup for her. My secretary's bringing it

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

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With his hands placed gently on her waist, Jeremy lowered his voice as he said, "Don't make such a big deal out of this. It took me so much time to decorate that room. It would be a waste if we just threw it all away."

Sherry slapped away his hand and said, "I said I don't like..."

As she spoke, he tightened the grip he had on her waist. Out of nowhere, she suddenly fell into his arms.

"You'll get used to it the more you look at it. Once you're used to it, I'm sure you'll like it," Jeremy said in a hoarse voice.

Eyes widened, Sherry struggled to free herself from Jeremy's grip and said, "No, stop bothering me. Go back to your house and throw this all out!"

Upon hearing this, Jeremy pretended to consider this. "You're right. We have to get everything ready in the villa. We'll have to move the baby there after all. It's okay. There's no need to rush."

"I don't want to have a baby with you. Have one by yourself!"

Jeremy held her tightly in his arms, making her unable to move at all.

Before Sherry could react, he turned her over and imprisoned her body in his arms. His lips were directly hovering about the tip of her nose.

Her long hair fell on his face which he found itchy.

Jeremy then flipped her body, rendering her completely immobile now. "Don't take your birth control anymore, okay?" he whispered as he carried her to the bed and put his arms around her from behind.

Sherry closed her eyes, the look on her face unreadable.

Jeremy put his hands on her stomach and began rubbing it.

He exhaled as he bit her ear. Sherry was uncomfortable. She twisted her arms but couldn't get rid of him.

He didn't loosen his grip until her earlobes were completely wet now. In a low and seductive voice, he whispered, "Taking birth control isn't good for your health. If you continue taking it, you won't even be able to get pregnant in the future when you want to."

Sherry still didn't say anything. She just breathed evenly, as if she was sleeping.

With his chest against her back, Jeremy gently stroked her hair silently.