Chapter 39

“Bleurgh!” I vomited the last piece of dinner I had yesterday – I never knew I ate that much yesterday.

These past few mornings have been like a shit show, I felt bloated and had constant morning sickness. Now with these symptoms, a person with common sense will say I’m pregnant.

However, I am too stubborn to admit it to myself. If indeed I was pregnant – my source of motivation for everything will fade away.

The chance of getting back with my dearest ex-husband is slim to none at that point.

“I really need to get a check-up,” I mutter to myself. I can’t keep hiding these symptoms forever, Asher has insisted I move in with him as a roommate.

I can’t move in as a freeloader and so I agreed as long as he lets me pay rent. After all, I’ve spent 2 weeks inside this hotel.

I pick up the phone which Asher recently bought for me – the only contact number inside being his, along with Walter’s which I never tried contacting.