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“Get out!”
A pair of slippers fly past Brett’s head.
Seeing that she had missed her target, Lexy holds her bulging belly as she picked the pillow on the bed and throws it at him.
Brett dodged, and the pillow landed behind him.
He looked at Lexy with a helpless face, “Babe, let’s talk.”
“I don’t want to talk! What’s there to talk about?! Get out! Get lost!”
Lexy’s face turned ugly and uglier when she recalled what had happened an hour ago.
An hour ago, they went out to a stroll at the park in the afternoon. It had become their habit to go out every afternoon to enjoy the fresh air.
However, the serene view was interrupted when a woman appeared out of nowhere and approached them.
Not only did she ignored that there was a pregnant woman beside Brett, but she also jumped into his arm and clung onto him like a koala.