After lunch, I was planning to send Jerome to the hotel and go back home.
However, this fellow would not let us go. He wanted us to accompany him to the club after our meal.
"Party? Can’t you see that Wanda’s pregnant? Can she go to such places? How is she going to go wild with you?" Cecilia spoke angrily.
"Who says that pregnant women can't go wild? She's been staying at home too often and that's why she's imagining things and getting ill. If we can’t go to the club, then we can go to a karaoke joint. Anyway, you can still drink with me!"
"I'm pregnant too. I can't drink," Cecilia said out loud without thinking.
"Oh sh*t." Jerome's jaw dropped. "You're pregnant? Who's your husband?"
It was only then did Cecilia realize she had said something wrong. Her face reddened and she refused t o speak.
"Do you really believe her? I just prefer quiet places and don't want to go somewhere noisy," I hurriedly said. When speaking about getting pregnant while still single, women would naturally feel embarrassed.
Although Cecilia did not say anything, I knew full well that she had traditional values at heart.
Cecilia then let out a sigh of relief. She pretended to be calm and said, "You're still as dumb as you used to be after so many years of not seeing you. You believe in everything I say.”
"That means I trust you, alright? You only talk nonsense the whole day. I don’t even know what's true and what's false." Jerome rolled his eyes at her.
Then, Jerome dragged both of us with him and said," Since we can't go to the club or go karaoke, let's just go to the hotel room and chit-chat."
I took my phone out to look at the time. I realized that my phone had run out of battery and it was turned off.
Cecilia looked at Jerome from head to toe with her eyes full of contempt. "You're not letting us go just because you're still timid and afraid like the old days, right?”
I recalled that when we were still in university, the three of us would often go on trips. When we were staying in our hotel rooms at night, Jerome had his own room but would keep staying in our room, refusing to leave.
Finally, we could not stand it any longer and asked him to leave. It was then he told us that he was afraid t o sleep alone. We had no choice, so at last, the three of us slept in a room with a king-sized bed.
Cecilia had been mocking him after that incident. She would mention it to Jerome to threaten him every time.
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