"Not sharing?" Heatherway took two steps forward. The false composure was gradually disappearing.
"You wanna hog him all to yourself?"
Rosalynn wanted to deny it, but her stomach was churning too much.
She had only eaten breakfast today and skipped dinner, plus she was upset. Even the baby in her belly was probably unhappy as well. So she turned around and began heaving.
Heatherway's face began to contort, looking ugly. She wondered: Is this woman doing this on purpose to disgust me?
"What are you doing?" asked Wayne.
Rosalynn didn't respond.
"I didn't..."
Heatherway looked at Wayne, who was jogging over, and panicked for a moment.
"What's wrong?" Wayne asked Rosalynn, ignoring Heatherway.
"I'm just hungry." Rosalynn quickly found a reasonable excuse, afraid Wayne would get suspicious.
As she caught her breath and stood upright, she waved Wayne away and said, "I'm fine. You go ahead and do your thing, President Silverman. Get outta here."
With that, she tried to grab the door to the driver's seat.
Wayne snatched the car keys from her before she could react and pushed her to the passenger's side instead.
Heatherway stood by the entire time, feeling extremely awkward.
Wayne got Rosalynn into the passenger's seat, buckled her seatbelt, and closed the car door.
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