Olivia Is Pregnant 7
“How are you, Caleb?”
“I am fine, boss. Welcome back once again, Mrs. Bailey.”
“Thank you, Caleb. What are we having for lunch?” Olivia asked as they sat on the mini dining table in the kitchen.
“Protein-based food and herbal soup. It is good for your health presently.”
Nevertheless, Denise looked at his wife, who was as speechless as he was. They locked eyes for a while before he asked the thirty-five years janitor, “What do you mean by 'your health presently' Caleb?”
Now, Caleb was taken aback when he realized that his mouth had been faster than his brain. Ideally, whatever information he had or any observation that he had made, he should have kept it to himself and waited for his boss to inform him officially that his wife was pregnant. At that point, he had no response than to mop in regret, while Denise and Olivia fixed their gazes on him and waited for his response. Suddenly, Denise's phone rang.