16 I'm Pregnant!

"What's wrong with you?" I stood by the door and stared at her. "I believe this is my office!"

“I know!” Gina said, slowly lowering her heels. She stood up and faced me, still in that haughty posture.

"What do you want to do in my office?" I asked, leaning against the doorframe.

Gina didn't speak. She was walking on the carpet in her red heels. Her eyes looked curiously at the filing cabinet next to her desk. Then she wiped the dust off the filing cabinet with her fingers.

"See, you're like this dust!" She pointed her dusty index finger at me. "You're redundant to this office, to Ron!"

I looked at her expressionlessly, wondering what she would say next. Is this where she's gonna blow the lid off a secret she's been keeping for a long time? Will she?

"I think you'd better go home and be a housewife. You don't know anything!" Her mouth began to fire like a machine gun. She always speaks in an aggressive manner.