"Miss Andrea Burton, please collect your ultrasound image at the fourth counter," At the moment, the speaker in the ultrasonography department announced.
Andrea turned to Heather and smiled sweetly, "Heather, can you help me to get the ultrasound image? I haven't seen Arianna for a long time, and I want to catch up with her."
Heather glanced at me with a smile before replying, "Sure, no problem!" Then, she went to collect the ultrasound image.
However, Andrea and I had nothing to talk about. I remained seated in the chair, and I cast her an indifferent look.
Andrea wasn't bothered by my aloofness and went ahead to take the seat beside me. Her eyes fell on my belly, and her smile was a little suggestive. "You're going to give birth soon, aren't you? I guess Hendrix won't bring you to my birthday party then."
I lifted my brows at the mention of an event I had never heard of.
"Go straight to the point," I said in a rather cold tone.
We had nothing much in common to talk about. If Andrea wanted to talk to me, she was most probably hitting around the bushes, and it was about Hendrix.
Andrea wasn't surprised to see my reaction. She only smiled and said, "Why are you in a hurry? You should be more friendly to me. After all, we're old friends. And, who knows, our children might turn out to be siblings."
"Andrea, what do you mean?" Hearing that, my heart sank.
She only giggled and said nothing else.
Heather, on the other hand, returned happily with an ultrasound image in her hand. She handed the sheet to Andrea and said, "Miss Moore, I heard that you're going to be engaged. I didn't expect you to be pregnant so soon! Congratulations!"
My heart sank even more. Andrea was pregnant!
Andrea beamed and took the sheet from Heather. After thanking her, Andrea turned to me and said, "Let's talk another day. I can't wait to tell my fiance about this!" With that, she left me and Heather.
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