Chapter 1183: Wanted a baby so badly
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Chapter 1183 Wanted a baby so badly
She was glad to hear that her friend had decided to return to work soon. She could need her help around the office. After all, she was the boss, her boss. And she missed her terribly.
Although most of the staff were competent and the people running the place operated the office like a well-oiled machine and knew what they were doing, she still wanted her friend beside her, just like before.
"Ms. Jacky, I am sorry, but your last appointment had canceled at the last minute." Her secretary informed her as she handed the last of the papers she had asked her to do.
"Don't be sorry. I am happy because I can leave early." She told the younger version of herself.
She saw a lot of her when she used to be sitting at a desk like hers. It was the reason she hired her in the first place. She was chirpy and competent at the same time.
"I hope before you leave, you will sign this." Her secretary put a piece of paper on the table.
She raised her brows at her, wondering what the paper was about. It was nothing like the usual paperwork that passed through her desk. She read the letterhead and laughed.
"Is this even for real?" She finally asked when she could control her laughter.
"This is for all the women who felt deprived of a chance to have fun." Her secretary answered with a silly grin on her young, lovely face as she presented her with a petition for one extravagant girl's night out.
As she said, she saw herself in her. Of course, the petition was just for fun, and she would support anything that involved having a good time. She quickly grabbed the pen and signed it, seeing that many had already pledged support for the activity.
"I hope you are coming." Her assistant said as she grabbed the paper back into her arms.
"I will not miss it for the world." She assured her before dismissing her to wrap up her day.
Suddenly, she wished to go home and cook something nice for her husband. There was nothing special about this day. But seeing that petition, she thought they did not need any reason to have fun.
All they needed was their presence.
And she sadly realized that they had been both busy with work. They hardly had time to date or do anything else but their jobs and obligations. Nevertheless, sex was the only dynamic activity in their relationship.
Maybe it was time to change that.
In less than an hour, she was busily working on a dish she knew was his favorite. But she thought that something else was missing. "What is it?" She asked herself as she waited for the dish to cook.
Then, she moved to the fridge to look for something else to add to the meal. Then, she realized that she had to take care of the grocery. She had to replenish their food stock.
Then, she realized that she wanted a dessert. She remembered a nice cake store not far from their house. She glanced at her watch and calculated the time. It was still early. She could go for a quick drive and be back before her husband came home.
"Where is that store?" She asked herself as she stared at the street with numerous pedestrians walking by.
She was new in this area since they had recently transferred to the new home that Haley had gifted them. She still had to familiarize herself with the streets and the different establishments.
She turned on a corner, remembering that she had seen it around that part of the town, but it was not there. In her defense, the streets were slightly identical.
But that was not the only issue, as she suddenly felt queasy. She felt nauseous, and her hands were clammy. Tiny beads of sweat seemed to form on her forehead. What was wrong with her?
She quickly parked on the side and tried to calm herself down. The last thing she wanted was to get sick in the middle of nowhere, at least in this unfamiliar area where she knew no one.
"Ouummhhh!" She mumbled as she took deep breaths to control her dizziness while she killed the car engine.
She was not in the condition to drive anyway. She leaned back in her seat, straightening her shoulders and back while closing her eyes, preventing herself from spiraling downwards.
After a few minutes, she felt better. The cloudiness in her mind had gradually faded, and her breathing was returning to normal. Her hands were not cold anymore, and the sweat on her skin had eased down.
"What was that?" She thought as she analyzed what had just happened to her. Did she have a heart attack or a stroke or something? But why did she suddenly feel fine?
She closed her eyes again to relax her body. So she could continue on her way. But when she opened them again, her eyes landed on a store outside her window.
Then, something clicked in her mind as she stared at the store name and what they sell. Somehow, she realized that she might know what had just happened to her.
She quickly entered the small establishment and checked the shelves before going to the counter. "Do you have..." She abruptly stopped, feeling like her whole body had turned numb.
She guessed she was still not over her trauma as she initially thought. She still felt the pain of her loss and the fear of going through that experience again.
"Yes, Miss. What are you looking for?" The man behind the counter asked and waited for her response.
But she stared at him for a few seconds, wondering how to voice out what she needed. "Just give me a second." She finally said as she internally battled the demons that plagued her mind.
She turned away from the man and walked outside the store, breathing heavily, as if she just ran a marathon. But she never liked running or any strenuous activities. Well, except for good sex.
However, she knew she had to determine if her suspicion was correct. In this case, she could not allow her fear to dictate what she could do and stop her from reaching for her dream.
"You can do this." She mentally stated in her head, just like her therapist had continued to assure her. "You alone have the power to control your life."
With that, she turned again and returned to the counter, calling the attention of the man in his white uniform. She wiped her lips with her tongue, wetting the dryness on her lips before she opened her mouth to say something.
At first, the air was the only thing that flew out of her mouth, even if she had moved her lips and tongue. But on her second try, she finally said what she needed from the man.
"I need five assorted sticks." She finally told him and patiently waited. Fortunately, there was no other customer at that time.
Then, after buying what she needed, she returned to her car and drove away, forgetting her initial plan to buy some delicious sweet delights. At that moment, that was the last thing on her mind.
When she entered her home, she was glad she was still alone. It was still a bit early for her husband to come home. So she still had time to do what she had to do.
She rushed to their room, dropping everything else on the bed. But she took the items she had After locking herself inside the private room, she lined up the boxes on the sink and stared at them bought just a few minutes ago and hurriedly went to the bathroom.
complicated.
for a few seconds. It was not her first time doing this, but it did not mean it had been less Truthfully, it had been exhausting and more painful than before, knowing that the result might be the same. "But it can also be the opposite." She told herself, remembering what her therapist reminded her. She had to stay positive. Or at least give herself a chance.
Nevertheless, it also entered her mind that she might only set herself up for another heartbreak.
She stared at them again but knew she had to do it despite the possible outcome. She grabbed the first box, breathing deeply to calm herself.
After a few minutes, she managed to finish the five boxes. She placed them on the sink counter, lining them up before her. At that moment, all she could do was wait.
But unfortunately, it was again one of the longest and hardest waiting of her life as she stood beside it. But she kept her eyes on the mirror, afraid to look at the result.
Then, she heard his voice. He was home. "Jacky, are you in there?" She felt her heart race inside her chest. Was she ready to tell him about this? But what if?
She wanted this desperately, so much so she would give anything to get one. And she knew Marcus also felt the same way.
She wanted a baby so badly.
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Chapter 1183 Wanted a baby so badly
She was glad to hear that her friend had decided to return to work soon. She could need her help around the office. After all, she was the boss, her boss. And she missed her terribly.
Although most of the staff were competent and the people running the place operated the office like a well-oiled machine and knew what they were doing, she still wanted her friend beside her, just like before.
"Ms. Jacky, I am sorry, but your last appointment had canceled at the last minute." Her secretary informed her as she handed the last of the papers she had asked her to do.
"Don't be sorry. I am happy because I can leave early." She told the younger version of herself.
She saw a lot of her when she used to be sitting at a desk like hers. It was the reason she hired her in the first place. She was chirpy and competent at the same time.
"I hope before you leave, you will sign this." Her secretary put a piece of paper on the table.
She raised her brows at her, wondering what the paper was about. It was nothing like the usual paperwork that passed through her desk. She read the letterhead and laughed.
"Is this even for real?" She finally asked when she could control her laughter.
"This is for all the women who felt deprived of a chance to have fun." Her secretary answered with a silly grin on her young, lovely face as she presented her with a petition for one extravagant girl's night out.
As she said, she saw herself in her. Of course, the petition was just for fun, and she would support anything that involved having a good time. She quickly grabbed the pen and signed it, seeing that many had already pledged support for the activity.
"I hope you are coming." Her assistant said as she grabbed the paper back into her arms.
"I will not miss it for the world." She assured her before dismissing her to wrap up her day.
Suddenly, she wished to go home and cook something nice for her husband. There was nothing special about this day. But seeing that petition, she thought they did not need any reason to have fun.
All they needed was their presence.
And she sadly realized that they had been both busy with work. They hardly had time to date or do anything else but their jobs and obligations. Nevertheless, sex was the only dynamic activity in their relationship.
Maybe it was time to change that.
In less than an hour, she was busily working on a dish she knew was his favorite. But she thought that something else was missing. "What is it?" She asked herself as she waited for the dish to cook.
Then, she moved to the fridge to look for something else to add to the meal. Then, she realized that she had to take care of the grocery. She had to replenish their food stock.
Then, she realized that she wanted a dessert. She remembered a nice cake store not far from their house. She glanced at her watch and calculated the time. It was still early. She could go for a quick drive and be back before her husband came home.
"Where is that store?" She asked herself as she stared at the street with numerous pedestrians walking by.
She was new in this area since they had recently transferred to the new home that Haley had gifted them. She still had to familiarize herself with the streets and the different establishments.
She turned on a corner, remembering that she had seen it around that part of the town, but it was not there. In her defense, the streets were slightly identical.
But that was not the only issue, as she suddenly felt queasy. She felt nauseous, and her hands were clammy. Tiny beads of sweat seemed to form on her forehead. What was wrong with her?
She quickly parked on the side and tried to calm herself down. The last thing she wanted was to get sick in the middle of nowhere, at least in this unfamiliar area where she knew no one.
"Ouummhhh!" She mumbled as she took deep breaths to control her dizziness while she killed the car engine.
She was not in the condition to drive anyway. She leaned back in her seat, straightening her shoulders and back while closing her eyes, preventing herself from spiraling downwards.
After a few minutes, she felt better. The cloudiness in her mind had gradually faded, and her breathing was returning to normal. Her hands were not cold anymore, and the sweat on her skin had eased down.
"What was that?" She thought as she analyzed what had just happened to her. Did she have a heart attack or a stroke or something? But why did she suddenly feel fine?
She closed her eyes again to relax her body. So she could continue on her way. But when she opened them again, her eyes landed on a store outside her window.
Then, something clicked in her mind as she stared at the store name and what they sell. Somehow, she realized that she might know what had just happened to her.
She quickly entered the small establishment and checked the shelves before going to the counter. "Do you have..." She abruptly stopped, feeling like her whole body had turned numb.
She guessed she was still not over her trauma as she initially thought. She still felt the pain of her loss and the fear of going through that experience again.
"Yes, Miss. What are you looking for?" The man behind the counter asked and waited for her response.
But she stared at him for a few seconds, wondering how to voice out what she needed. "Just give me a second." She finally said as she internally battled the demons that plagued her mind.
She turned away from the man and walked outside the store, breathing heavily, as if she just ran a marathon. But she never liked running or any strenuous activities. Well, except for good sex.
However, she knew she had to determine if her suspicion was correct. In this case, she could not allow her fear to dictate what she could do and stop her from reaching for her dream.
"You can do this." She mentally stated in her head, just like her therapist had continued to assure her. "You alone have the power to control your life."
With that, she turned again and returned to the counter, calling the attention of the man in his white uniform. She wiped her lips with her tongue, wetting the dryness on her lips before she opened her mouth to say something.
At first, the air was the only thing that flew out of her mouth, even if she had moved her lips and tongue. But on her second try, she finally said what she needed from the man.
"I need five assorted sticks." She finally told him and patiently waited. Fortunately, there was no other customer at that time.
Then, after buying what she needed, she returned to her car and drove away, forgetting her initial plan to buy some delicious sweet delights. At that moment, that was the last thing on her mind.
When she entered her home, she was glad she was still alone. It was still a bit early for her husband to come home. So she still had time to do what she had to do.
She rushed to their room, dropping everything else on the bed. But she took the items she had After locking herself inside the private room, she lined up the boxes on the sink and stared at them bought just a few minutes ago and hurriedly went to the bathroom.
complicated.
for a few seconds. It was not her first time doing this, but it did not mean it had been less Truthfully, it had been exhausting and more painful than before, knowing that the result might be the same. "But it can also be the opposite." She told herself, remembering what her therapist reminded her. She had to stay positive. Or at least give herself a chance.
Nevertheless, it also entered her mind that she might only set herself up for another heartbreak.
She stared at them again but knew she had to do it despite the possible outcome. She grabbed the first box, breathing deeply to calm herself.
After a few minutes, she managed to finish the five boxes. She placed them on the sink counter, lining them up before her. At that moment, all she could do was wait.
But unfortunately, it was again one of the longest and hardest waiting of her life as she stood beside it. But she kept her eyes on the mirror, afraid to look at the result.
Then, she heard his voice. He was home. "Jacky, are you in there?" She felt her heart race inside her chest. Was she ready to tell him about this? But what if?
She wanted this desperately, so much so she would give anything to get one. And she knew Marcus also felt the same way.
She wanted a baby so badly.
Chapter 1183 Wanted a baby so badly She was glad to hear that her friend had decided to return to work soon. She could need her help around the office. After all, she was the boss, her boss. And she missed her terribly. Although most of the staff were competent and the people running the place operated the office like a well-oiled machine and knew what they were doing, she still wanted her friend beside her, just like before. "Ms. Jacky, I am sorry, but your last appointment had canceled at the last minute." Her secretary informed her as she handed the last of the papers she had asked her to do. "Don't be sorry. I am happy because I can leave early." She told the younger version of herself. She saw a lot of her when she used to be sitting at a desk like hers. It was the reason she hired her in the first place. She was chirpy and competent at the same time. "I hope before you leave, you will sign this." Her secretary put a piece of paper on the table. She raised her brows at her, wondering what the paper was about. It was nothing like the usual paperwork that passed through her desk. She read the letterhead and laughed. "Is this even for real?" She finally asked when she could control her laughter. "This is for all the women who felt deprived of a chance to have fun." Her secretary answered with a silly grin on her young, lovely face as she presented her with a petition for one extravagant girl's night out. As she said, she saw herself in her. Of course, the petition was just for fun, and she would support anything that involved having a good time. She quickly grabbed the pen and signed it, seeing that many had already pledged support for the activity. "I hope you are coming." Her assistant said as she grabbed the paper back into her arms. "I will not miss it for the world." She assured her before dismissing her to wrap up her day. Suddenly, she wished to go home and cook something nice for her husband. There was nothing special about this day. But seeing that petition, she thought they did not need any reason to have fun. All they needed was their presence. And she sadly realized that they had been both busy with work. They hardly had time to date or do anything else but their jobs and obligations. Nevertheless, sex was the only dynamic activity in their relationship. Maybe it was time to change that. In less than an hour, she was busily working on a dish she knew was his favorite. But she thought that something else was missing. "What is it?" She asked herself as she waited for the dish to cook. Then, she moved to the fridge to look for something else to add to the meal. Then, she realized that she had to take care of the grocery. She had to replenish their food stock. Then, she realized that she wanted a dessert. She remembered a nice cake store not far from their house. She glanced at her watch and calculated the time. It was still early. She could go for a quick drive and be back before her husband came home. "Where is that store?" She asked herself as she stared at the street with numerous pedestrians walking by. She was new in this area since they had recently transferred to the new home that Haley had gifted them. She still had to familiarize herself with the streets and the different establishments. She turned on a corner, remembering that she had seen it around that part of the town, but it was not there. In her defense, the streets were slightly identical. But that was not the only issue, as she suddenly felt queasy. She felt nauseous, and her hands were clammy. Tiny beads of sweat seemed to form on her forehead. What was wrong with her? She quickly parked on the side and tried to calm herself down. The last thing she wanted was to get sick in the middle of nowhere, at least in this unfamiliar area where she knew no one. "Ouummhhh!" She mumbled as she took deep breaths to control her dizziness while she killed the car engine. She was not in the condition to drive anyway. She leaned back in her seat, straightening her shoulders and back while closing her eyes, preventing herself from spiraling downwards. After a few minutes, she felt better. The cloudiness in her mind had gradually faded, and her breathing was returning to normal. Her hands were not cold anymore, and the sweat on her skin had eased down. "What was that?" She thought as she analyzed what had just happened to her. Did she have a heart attack or a stroke or something? But why did she suddenly feel fine? She closed her eyes again to relax her body. So she could continue on her way. But when she opened them again, her eyes landed on a store outside her window. Then, something clicked in her mind as she stared at the store name and what they sell. Somehow, she realized that she might know what had just happened to her. She quickly entered the small establishment and checked the shelves before going to the counter. "Do you have..." She abruptly stopped, feeling like her whole body had turned numb. She guessed she was still not over her trauma as she initially thought. She still felt the pain of her loss and the fear of going through that experience again. "Yes, Miss. What are you looking for?" The man behind the counter asked and waited for her response. But she stared at him for a few seconds, wondering how to voice out what she needed. "Just give me a second." She finally said as she internally battled the demons that plagued her mind. She turned away from the man and walked outside the store, breathing heavily, as if she just ran a marathon. But she never liked running or any strenuous activities. Well, except for good sex. However, she knew she had to determine if her suspicion was correct. In this case, she could not allow her fear to dictate what she could do and stop her from reaching for her dream. "You can do this." She mentally stated in her head, just like her therapist had continued to assure her. "You alone have the power to control your life." With that, she turned again and returned to the counter, calling the attention of the man in his white uniform. She wiped her lips with her tongue, wetting the dryness on her lips before she opened her mouth to say something. At first, the air was the only thing that flew out of her mouth, even if she had moved her lips and tongue. But on her second try, she finally said what she needed from the man. "I need five assorted sticks." She finally told him and patiently waited. Fortunately, there was no other customer at that time. Then, after buying what she needed, she returned to her car and drove away, forgetting her initial plan to buy some delicious sweet delights. At that moment, that was the last thing on her mind. When she entered her home, she was glad she was still alone. It was still a bit early for her husband to come home. So she still had time to do what she had to do. She rushed to their room, dropping everything else on the bed. But she took the items she had After locking herself inside the private room, she lined up the boxes on the sink and stared at them bought just a few minutes ago and hurriedly went to the bathroom. complicated. for a few seconds. It was not her first time doing this, but it did not mean it had been less Truthfully, it had been exhausting and more painful than before, knowing that the result might be the same. "But it can also be the opposite." She told herself, remembering what her therapist reminded her. She had to stay positive. Or at least give herself a chance. Nevertheless, it also entered her mind that she might only set herself up for another heartbreak. She stared at them again but knew she had to do it despite the possible outcome. She grabbed the first box, breathing deeply to calm herself. After a few minutes, she managed to finish the five boxes. She placed them on the sink counter, lining them up before her. At that moment, all she could do was wait. But unfortunately, it was again one of the longest and hardest waiting of her life as she stood beside it. But she kept her eyes on the mirror, afraid to look at the result. Then, she heard his voice. He was home. "Jacky, are you in there?" She felt her heart race inside her chest. Was she ready to tell him about this? But what if? She wanted this desperately, so much so she would give anything to get one. And she knew Marcus also felt the same way. She wanted a baby so badly.
