While Thea was walking along, disheartened, she was hauled backward by someone. Before she could even let out a sound of protest, Harley had already yelled at her.
What made her even sadder was the open disgust she could see reflected in his eyes. Did he really think she was really without shame?
Perhaps, he was right. She probably was shameless at this point.
Directing a wry smile at her, she replied, "What's the matter, Officer Louis? So what if I am? Are you going to lock me up?"
"You..." Harley snarled.
"What?! May I remind you, Officer, that you and I are just friends at most. What rights do you have to judge me? It's none of your business."
"Fine! You're right, my bad then. See if I care if you get into any trouble next time!" He yelled back, equally angry.
After that, he turned and stomped away.
Thea watched him leave with pursed lips. Once he was out of sight, she started to rub her belly.
Her mind replayed the doctor's words from before, "Miss, you're one-month pregnant..."
She had gotten pregnant from that one night with the stranger. In Amos' study at Clearwater Bay...
After Harley left Thea, he drove straight to Amos.
He pulled out all that he had gathered, displaying them on the table. After he was done, he curled himself up on the sofa, trying his best to make himself invisible.
Amos read through the information on the table speedily. They were all accounts of the events that had taken place in Rosaville City when he had been indisposed.
After flipping a few pages, Amos came to a conclusion.
"It looks like he's ready to take action soon, isn't he?"
"I think so. He's currently seeking companies that would want to work with him," Harley said sullenly.
Amos nodded and said, "Thanks. I knew that you'd eventually get something for me."
"At least someone appreciates my meddling," Harley muttered quietly.
Thinking back to Thea's words, he shifted uncomfortably.
Amos pursed his lips and decided to keep quiet. Harley scowled, "Amos, would it be so difficult for you to show me some sympathy? You could clearly see that I'm suffering, wouldn't you at least try to comfort me? I even helped you!"
Amos' face darkened, "I will do no such thing."
Harley rolled his eyes at him and said, "Right. You would be singing another tune if I were Eudora."
"If she were in distress, of course, I'd comfort her! How could you compare yourself to her?" Amos asked, lips tilted into a slight smirk.
"Look, I'm just asking you to console me. Couldn't you just try for my sake? Please, I'm on the verge of tears!"
With a sigh, Amos got up and gave him a hard pat on the back before making his way to the door.
Harley watched him leave in discontent.
After coming out of the study, Amos gave Clint a call.
"Steven has begun his search for companies to deal with the transfers. Take note."
Clint quickly went ahead with the necessary arrangements after hanging up.
Eudora looked at Amos suspiciously as she inquired, "Where's Harley? I just saw him."
"He's crying in the study."
"Why is he crying?" Eudora perked up at the prospect of new gossip. She was like a curious child.
"I think that he might have been dumped again. I'm not sure... Anyway, your wounds haven't completely healed yet. Why did you go out again?"
Eudora kept silent.
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