Miss CEO Is Pregnant For Her Secretary

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Mandy stared at her mom, holding the urge to not think that she must have gone insane. The thought that her mother would even say that to her made it all crazy.

“Like where could she have gotten such ideas from? Where did she hear such a thing? and why does she even think such a thing has befallen her daughter?” She asked herself randomly without voicing out a word.

“Why would you say that honey? And smiling also,” her dad finally spoke, staring at his wife who got all giggling.

“Cause maybe we don’t have to wait anymore for a son-in-law,” she grinned, joy trailing off her voice, and Mandy fought the urge to not hiss from the theory her mom made.

Her dad finally sat down, thinking deeply about what she just said, as the crease formed on his forehead. Mandy hoped he wouldn’t believe such a theory, but the excitement from her mom’s face had him almost convinced. It was like she was absolutely certain about it.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

“Fine, if you think I’m wrong or unsure, why don’t we go to the hospital and conduct a pregnancy test on her? Only then could we truly be sure,” she lifted her hands in the air, giving Dad the “come on,” look and he finally agreed.

“Let’s do that without playing a guessing game,” he smiled and stood up…

“But dad, I’ve got work to do,” plus Camilla isn’t around anymore. So I probably should get going,” she said immediately as they turned their faces in her direction…

“Missing a day at work isn’t going to ruin the status you’ve achieved, so let’s go,” he pulled me, while I forced a smile on my face, having the sudden shiver that mom might be right.

I dispute the thought and look at a VC player, I had flashbacks of myself and Chris. The image of him going into me raw, displayed causing me to stumble and my dad quickly caught me. Oh my God, is this possible? How could he have? No, not possible. I mean nobody has sex without protection right?? I asked myself in my head when I noticed the car had started to move, making my body visibly shake.

“What’s going to happen now? What if this is true? What if I’m indeed Prego?” I rubbed my stomach, softly sighing as my mind went to the thought of having something growing inside of me. It gave me chills and had this sense of protection over it if it was true. But hopefully, it’s not, cause I possibly wouldn’t want my child resulting from a nightstand with a stranger from the club. Obviously, I’ll want my child to be a product of a love story, one that is intense, real, unarguably, and not just a one-night stand as a result of our bodies wanting some satisfaction but our souls not being in it.

“Mandy, let’s go,” Mom voiced, bringing me out of my thoughts, only for me to realize that we’ve arrived at the hospital already.

“We’re here already?” I asked as if unable to see the hospital in front of me. It’s becoming too real, and for that moment it was like everything was happening so fast that we needed to slow down, I couldn’t control my breath, I felt as if I was in a chokehold and the whole place was spinning right in front of me, when the driver caught me halfway to the ground.

“Mandy, are you okay? My mom’s voice was laced with concern, and it made me wonder if these concerns were meant truly for me or if it was the thought of a child growing in me that brought out all this affection.

“I’m fine, I just felt a little dizzy,” I lied the moment I got back on my feet, I couldn’t tell them that I got overwhelmed with my emotions, and their reaction and seriousness of the unsure was creeping me out.

“Oh my dear, it’s going to be alright. Let’s go see Dr. Thomas and get the rest done,” Dad smiled and held my hands as we walked to the hospital.

We took the elevator and a few walks, before getting to Mr. Thomas’s office. He welcomed us into his office with a warm smile. I was familiar with him, I mean I used to have a likeness to him growing up and because of that, I wouldn’t agree to receive or have been treated by anyone aside from him. Till today, I still feel safe knowing Mr. Thomas is taking care of me himself.

“How’ve you been, Mandy?” He gave that smile, one that I’ve come to realize it’s one of the tactics medical personnel use to make us feel welcome and reduce the racing in our hearts.

“It’s nice to see you again, Mr Thomas,” I smiled lightly, squeezing the hems of my sweatshirt while my legs shook in anxiousness.

” I mean it’s awkward thinking of how my parents are going to even explain their hypothesis of the situation to him. I mean that shouldn’t be my worry right now, but it’s great to distract my thoughts rather than thinking of the results coming out positive.”

“So the pregnancy test right?” He winked at me, and instantly I felt like the ground opened up and I probably dived into it, instead of all of this awkwardness.

“So would we be getting results today?” Mom was quizzical, making me release my breath in frustration.

“Might take a while, but you would possibly have the results today,” he smiled at them and turned back to stare at me.

“Alright then, let’s go get you tested,” he smoked and started to lead the way while I followed behind.

“So you’re scared?” He asked as if I was still the little girl he used to know

“No, I just really want to prove my mom’s assumptions wrong, and move over with things,” I said tiredly, as we continued to walk.

“And what if it turns out right, I mean you being pregnant turns out to be true, what would you do then?” He asked the question I’ve been avoiding asking myself since this situation broke out.

“What if it’s real Mandy? What if you’re really pregnant? What do you do? I questioned myself, lost and disturbed…