Accidentally Pregnant After Divorcing The Billionaire (Jonathan and Teresa) novel Chapter 294

Chapter 294

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In Everport, all the drama, arguments, and fights from Nareigh were gone for Teresa–they didn’t matter to her anymore.

Now, her only worries were her work, Michael, and her baby. On weekends, she’d take her baby to the park to fly kites or to the amusement park, never worrying about bumping into anyone she knew.

She had been in Everport for a while, and so far, she hadn’t seen a single familiar face.

Last week, she sent Evelyn an anonymous message on Mother’s Day, letting her know she was doing okay. She didn’t even bother checking if she got a reply.

With a teacher’s birthday as a reason, Lysander said all the single teachers had to go to a dinner party—his treat, at a fancy hotel. If anyone didn’t show up, it would be seen as rude.

He even called Teresa out by name, saying she absolutely had to come. She had already tried to get out of it several times, but if she skipped again, she thought Lysander would probably make things hard for her.

She went home first to take care of Michael, making sure he was okay and telling him to stay home and be good. Michael wanted to go with her, asking her to take him along.

“I bought you a new toy. Play with it, and if you get tired, just go to sleep. I’ll be watching you through the home camera. If anything happens, call me and I’ll come back as quickly as I can,” she told him.

“Sorry, sweetie. Teresa pinched his cheek. “It’s just a school dinner. I’ve already said no a few times. But if I skip again, Lysander will be mad. I’ll eat fast and come right back, I promise.”

“Okay, but bring me back some snacks,” Michael said.

“Sure, Teresa replied.

She left the house dressed simply–white shirt, jeans, flats, and her hair loosely pinned with a hair stick. Then she headed

out.

When she got to the hotel restaurant, all the teachers had already arrived. She smiled apologetically and sat next to a female teacher.

Lysander grinned, “You’re late, Teresa. You owe us a drink as punishment.”

This time, Teresa was ready. Remembering the baby in her belly, she said, “I can’t drink. Let me toast with juice instead.”

She took a sip of juice. Lysander didn’t push her anymore.

There were about a dozen teachers there. Teresa just wanted to finish eating and go home. But right across from the restaurant was a karaoke bar, and Lysander—already tipsy—insisted that no one could leave until they had sung a song.

Lysander called her out again, not letting her slip away. Two female teachers linked arms with her.

One of them, about Teresa’s age, accidentally brushed her arm against Teresa’s chest. Her eyes went wide. “Wow, Teresa, you look so skinny, but you’re actually pretty stacked.”

Teresa gave an awkward smile and moved a little farther away. Lately, because of the pregnancy, her chest had started to grow again, just like when she was pregnant with Michael. It had lasted a month and had been really sore.

She thought, ‘Don’t tell me this is a boy again. Two sons will be way too much to handle. I really hope it’s a girl this time- someone sweet and smart, who won’t give me so much to worry about.’

They soon reached the karaoke bar. Teresa hadn’t sung in ages. The big private room was full of flashing, colorful lights that

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Blue cocktail splashed all over Teresa’s white shirt. One of the female teachers couldn’t take it anymore and quickly handed Teresa her jacket to cover up.

Teresa took the jacket and thanked her. “Sorry for the trouble, I need to go to the restroom.”

Lysan

n annoyance. Already tipsy, his cheeks flushed, and his greasy forehead shone even brighter as he

away.

rustration, “Seriously, what’s there to be shy about? Forget her. Let’s just keep drinking.”

down, Teresa hurried into the restroom. Seeing no one else there, she took off her colleague’s jacket and set it then looked down at her own chest.

Her white blouse was completely soaked with blue cocktail. She had tried wiping it with tissues over and over, but it only made it worse–her collar was stained blue.

“Unbelievable,” she muttered to herself, silently cursing Lysander.

Spotting some soap and hand wash nearby, Teresa took off her blouse, scrubbed the blue stains with soap, and planned to dry it under the hand dryer.

Just as she was focused on cleaning her shirt, a stall door behind her suddenly swung open. She looked up.

In the mirror, she saw the face of the man who had haunted her dreams just last night. She froze, the soap slipping from her

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