The Uterus for My Husband's Best Friend
IT SUCKS!

Melanie had just come out of the room, when she found Felichia who had been sitting casually in the living room while eating pieces of fruit on her lap.

"Fe, are you ready?" Sapa Melanie who went straight to Felichia.

"Sorry, I was hungry again earlier, and the maid gave me this piece of fruit, so I ate it again" Felichia said, pointing out a plate of fruit that only half remained in her lap.

"Yes, it's okay! You better eat a lot so that you and your womb are also healthier," Melanie replied to a smile on her lips.

Melanie's heart ached a little considering Felichia who is now pregnant with Dean's child. Melanie should be in Felichia's position.

Yep, yeah,

If only Melanie was the perfect woman.

"You ready?" Melanie asked Felichia once more.

"Yes, already. We're leaving now?" Felichia asked the Young Miss.

"We wait for Dean. He also wants to check the karrna since last night nausea and vomiting continues," said Melanie who only made Felichia round her lips. Felichia continued to eat pieces of fruit that were on her lap.

"By the way, you don't feel nauseous or any other morning sickness symptoms, Fe?" Melanie then asked Felichia who seemed to be fine and could still eat voraciously. Very inversely proportional to Dean who continues nausea and vomiting until fatigue.

"Maybe not yet, Mel! Because so far I feel fine and even more hungry" Felichia replied grimacingly.

"You can eat at any time if you're often hungry. Just tell the maid what you want to eat. No need to hesitate," said Melanie at length.

"Yes, I understand." Felichia answered along with Dean who finally came out of the room. The man was seen calling someone.

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"Dean, you're crazy!"

"I'm not crazy! I'm giving you orders. So just do it as I tell you. Do it quietly and carefully so as not to arouse suspicion. Make Prakasa's company destroyed!" Dean said at length to his assistant and secretary.

Dean was talking over the phone.

"But you just poured a lot of money into the company last month, and now you want to destroy it. Our company's gonna be a big loss, Dean!"

"You think I care? Just do as I tell you, and don't hunt me down again!" Dean said fiercely.

"You're crazy, Dean Alexander!"

Dean immediately disconnected the phone from his assistant without saying goodbye, then violently thrust his phone into the pocket of his pants.

"Dean, are you ready?" Asked Melanie who was near Felichia who looked greedy eating pieces of fruit on her lap.

She was pregnant and Dean had to suffer from the nausea and vomiting that never stopped.

Why does the woman look okay and still be able to eat anything as greedily as without burden?

"Dee!" Reprimand Melanie for Dean who was daydreaming.

"Yes, I've been si-"

Dean again clucked in annoyance before the man ran to the toilet with nausea.

"It looks like we have to carry the vomit bag on the way," muttered Melanie who finally caught up with Dean towards the toilet.

Felichia simply sniffed her shoulders and continued to finish off the pieces. After the pieces of fruit ran out, Felichia went to the kitchen and asked for another snack on the maid that Felichia might be able to take to the hospital. Maid immediately prepared a box of cookies and another piece of fruit for Felichia's provisions.

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"Did that woman turn into the greedy Miss of the diner a lot?" Dean asked Melanie while looking cynically at Felichia who had first entered the car while carrying a box of food in her hand.

Dean's really sick of seeing it.

"Dee!" Melanie scolds the husband who is still pushing his wheelchair towards the car.

"His name is Felichia and stop being cynical to her!" Melanie reminded Dean once more. Melanie's wheelchair had arrived next to the car and the driver had opened the car door so Dean could move the wife into the car.

"He's a bitch!" Dean murmured sarcastically while sitting Melanie beside Felichia whose mouth still had not stopped chewing food.

"Suck!" Bump Dean again because he who returned felt nauseous after moving Melanie into the car.

"Stop swearing, and here's your vomit bag!" Melanie thrust a vomit bag at Dean and said fiercely.

Dean just clucked and immediately got into the car, then sat down next to the driver's seat. Not long after, the car had driven away from Alexander's residence towards the hospital.

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