OH MY DUDA
Experiencing the Same

Silence occurred between Haxel and Alena, and there was only awkwardness. For almost ten minutes, Catherine had not returned.

"Alena .." call Haxel splitting the silence.

Alena looked up her face. "Yes, sir."

Haxel tried to find a topic of conversation to melt the atmosphere.

"Mc .. Earlier I apologized for what happened in my room. Honestly, I reflexively hugged you because there's a reason I can do that."

Alena was silent for a moment. "Yes, it's okay. You take it easy, I won't tell anyone about it."

"Hm, yes."

Haxel felt anxious himself because Alena did not question what the reason was.

"I did it because I was in your position" the man continued.

"Oh .." Alena's response was brief.

Why didn't he wonder what reason I did that to him? Inner Haxel.

Forced, he himself will explain the reason.

"Yes, so I got divorced from my wife because she was scandalous with the people closest to me."

"really?"

Haxel nodded enthusiastically. Finally the woman responded to his words.

"Yes. Therefore I feel empathy for you, because I've experienced and been in that position."

Alena nodded her head.

"So you mean, sorry before, was your wife pregnant by another man?"

"Hm?" Haxel was surprised by Alena's question.

"I don't mean to, it's just that you said you were going through what I was going through" Alena said.

"Not until pregnancy. But he cheated on her and was in touch with another man. I caught him at the hotel."

After saying this, Alena felt a change in expression on the man's face. Maybe she remembered something that hurt her.

Alena's attention was turned away when Catherine returned as she moaned in pain and sweat and sweat soaked the temple.

"Cath, what's wrong with you?" ask Alena to worry.

Catherine held her stomach. "Alena, help me. My stomach hurts so much, it feels wrapped around."

"Did you eat spicy food earlier that caused diarrhea?"

Catherine shakes. "Of course, I don't remember what to eat. Help me, Alena. My stomach hurts so much."

"Then go to the hospital, he's afraid to be serious. Let me drop you off" suggested Haxel.

"I can't break the rules of the company, sir. I can't leave before home" Catherine said, grimacing with pain.

"I asked you to go to the hospital, you're sick anyway, right? Do you want to endure pain while working? If something happens to you, who will be responsible?"

Catherine was silent.

"Come, let me take you." Bring Mr. Haxel.

"How about Catherine just go with me, sir? Let's just go with my car. You're afraid you have an important meeting with a sudden client" Alena suggested.

"I don't have a meeting with anyone today. So, we're going to the hospital now and you're taking your friend anyway."

Without a second thought, Catherine nodded in agreement. Most importantly, Alena went with him.

After paying the food bill, the three of them got into the same car that belonged to Mr. Haxel. Alena's car stayed at the restaurant.

On the way to the hospital, Catherine continued to grimace in pain. Sweat continued to pour out and his face was a little pale.

"Cath .." call Alena down.

"Hm .." replied Catherine while enduring the pain.

"Cath .." Call Alena again.

Inevitably, Catherine also opened her previously closed eyes.

"What, Alena ..?"

"Your stomach hurts a lot, huh?"

Catherine clucking. What kind of a boddoh question is that? Alena couldn't see herself in pain.

"allena .. Stop joking .. My stomach hurts so much."

"What pain?" ask Alena, curious.

"Let's see, I felt an unusually great mules."

Catherine closed her eyes again while leaning her back on the seat. They sit in the back seat of the wheel.

"Maell .." Call Alena again half-whispering.

"Moreover, Alena?" catherine opened her eyes without opening them.

"Are you having contractions?"

Catherine reflexively opened her eyes to glare at her best friend.

"Are you crazy! Who am I pregnant with?" catherine exclaimed loudly so as to make the focus of driving Mr. Haxel seized in part and saw the two women sitting behind from the hanging rearview mirror.

Conscious of her words, Catherine immediately pursed her lips. Worried that Mr. Haxel would think all sorts of things about him. He looked at Alena, if Alena had not provoked him, maybe the word would not have come out of her mouth.

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