Chapter 40
Pregnant With CEO's Baby
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
When Jeanne saw everyone in the private room clearly, she knew she had been tricked by Monica.
She turned around and was about to leave.
Monica grabbed her. âSister Jeanne.â
Usually, when Monica had something to ask of Jeanne, she would call her that.
Jeanne looked grim.
âYou finally came back, and we havenât gathered like this for a long time. Please do me the honor of spending some time with me.â Monica acted coquettishly.
Jeanne looked at her coldly.
âYes, yes, yes. Itâs my fault. I shouldnât have lied to you, but would you have come out if I didnât say that?â Monica said with a fawning look.
At this moment, Finn also walked over. âHave a seat. Weâll be leaving soon too.â
Jeanne looked at Finn and nodded slowly.
Monicaâs heart was breaking.
âDoes Jeanne really fancy Finn?!â
Monica had just said a lot, but it was nothing compared to what Finn had said.
She watched in displeasure as Jeanne walked into the private room.
Jeanne chose a corner and sat down.
Monica sat next to her with a fawning look. âJeannie, what song do you want to sing? Iâll queue it for you.â
âIâm not singing.â
âLetâs have a drink then?â
âIâm not drinking.â
âDo you want to eat snacks?â
âNo.â
âJeannie...â
âYou can play on your own. I know how to kill time.â Jeanne was indifferent.
Monica saw that Jeanne really did not like this environment, so she rubbed her nose and went to have fun by herself.
Jeanne took out her phone and sat on the side to play a little game to kill time.
She was clearing a round in the game.
âMs. Lawrence.â A man walked over, holding a glass of wine.
Jeanne looked up.
âNox. Do you still remember me, Ms. Lawrence?â Nox introduced himself.
Jeanne smiled. âOf course, we played mahjong together.â
Nox also smiled. âActually, we met more than once. Seven years ago...â
âMr. Winter.â Jeanne interrupted him. âIf youâd like to drink with me, Iâm sorry, itâs not convenient for me these few days.â
Nox was naturally not stupid. He knew that Jeanne did not want to say much, so he smiled and said, âPlease help yourself then.â
Jeanne smiled.
Nox returned to his seat and chatted with Fourth Master Swan and Finn while drinking.
Jeanne continued to lower her head and play with her phone.
âMiss, hereâs your plain water.â The waiter suddenly approached.
Jeanne was stunned. âThank you.â
The waiter left respectfully.
At 10:30 pm, Finn said to Monica, who was still singing affectionately, âMonica, itâs getting late. Itâs time to go back.â
âItâs only past 10:00 pm.â Monica was obviously not satisfied.
âEveryone has something to do tomorrow.â
Monica was helpless. She put down the microphone. âLetâs go then.â
She turned around and walked toward Jeanne. âJeannie, letâs go.â
âOkay.â Jeanne stood up.
Everyone also stood up from their seats.
Monica looked at Fourth Master Swan and had an idea. She suddenly asked, âFourth master, did you drink?â
Fourth Master Swan looked at Monica. âWhat do you think?â
âJeannie hasnât drunk. Why donât you let her send you back?â Monica arranged the matter and added, âFinn, Nox, and I drank. We canât send you back.â
Fourth Master Swan turned to look at Jeanne.
Jeanne knew what Monica was thinking.
Monica was trying to set her up with Fourth Master Swanâ¦
It was just that Fourth Master Swan was out of Jeanneâs league.
Jeanne casually picked up the wine glass beside her and suddenly emptied it.
Monica was dumbfounded.
The others also seemed to be... surprised.
Jeanne said calmly, âI drank too. I canât drive, so I canât send Fourth Master back.â
It was such an obvious rejection.
Monica was so embarrassed that she wanted to die. She quickly picked up some water and pretended to be dumb.
As she drank, she thought, âWhy is Jeanne so clueless?!â
It was a little awkward.
Fourth Master Swan opened his mouth and said, âItâs alright. I have a chauffeur. Iâll send Ms. Lawrence home.â
âPfft!â Monica spat out a mouthful of water.
Finn looked at Monica with disdain and handed her a tissue.
Monica wiped the corner of her mouth and said hurriedly, âThanks for the trouble, Fourth Master Swan. You must send Jeannie home safely.â
âOf course.â Fourth Master Swan nodded and said to Jeanne, âLetâs go, Ms. Lawrence.â
Jeanne gritted her teeth.
At that moment, she wanted to vomit blood.
She braced herself and left with Fourth Master Swan.
Monica watched them leave. No matter how she looked at it, she felt that they were a match made in heaven! She muttered, âThereâs a chance!â
Nox stood by the side and smiled without saying a word.
â¦
Jeanne sat in Fourth Master Swanâs car.
The two of them had settled down, but the car did not start.
After a long while, Jeanne could not hold it in any longer. She asked, âAre you still waiting for someone, Fourth Master?â
âIâm waiting for you to fasten your seatbelt,â Fourth Master Swan said bluntly.
â...â At that moment, Jeanne wanted to curse.
She somewhat rudely fastened her seatbelt.
âWho the f*ck wears a seatbelt in the backseat?!â
After Jeanne fastened her seatbelt, the car drove on the wide streets of South Hampton City.
No one spoke on the way.
Jeanne was only looking out of the window at all the darkness in South Hampton City.
Fourth Master Swan sat next to her and closed his eyes to rest.
The car arrived at the Swansâ private residence.
Following that, the driver parked the car at Bamboo Garden.
Jeanne turned her head and looked at the motionless Fourth Master Swan.
Experience told her that she could not expect Fourth Master Swan to take the initiative. She opened her mouth and said, âFourth Master, weâre here.â
Fourth Master Swanâs eyes moved slightly. He opened his eyes and looked straight at Jeanne.
Jeanne repeated, âWeâre here.â
âYes,â Fourth Master Swan replied and said slowly, âMs. Lawrence, Iâll ask the driver to send you back. Shouldnât you return the favor by sending me back to my room?â
âAre you drunk, Fourth Master Swan?â
âMs. Lawrence, youâre wise indeed.â
â...â Jeanne wanted to slap herself.
Seeing how Fourth Master Swan was sitting so steadily, she knew she could not outlast him.
She unfastened her seatbelt and got out of the car. Then, she walked over to Fourth Master Swanâs side and opened the car door for him.
Fourth Master Swan still did not move.
Jeanne gritted her teeth. It was as if... she was being filial to an elder or serving a disabled person!
She bent down and was about to unfasten Fourth Master Swanâs seatbelt when he suddenly raised his head.
As she was caught off guard... his lips touched hers.
Jeanne was stunned.
She looked straight at Fourth Master Swan, whose face was right in front of her, and saw him staring at her.
Their eyes met.
Jeanne jerked away.
Her heart was beating fast.
As for the man in front of her, he still had the same expression... His expression did not change, and he seemed calm.
Jeanne secretly adjusted her emotions and pretended that nothing had happened.
She lowered her head and continued to unfasten Fourth Master Swanâs seatbelt. âFourth Master, get out of the car.â
Fourth Master Swan held onto Jeanneâs arm and got out of the car with her.
Jeanne unsteadily helped Fourth Master Swan into his room and rested him on his big bed.
She panted.
Fourth Master Swan did not look like he had much flesh, but he was as heavy as a lump of iron.
Jeanne turned around and was about to leave.
âMs. Lawrence,â Fourth Master Swan suddenly called out to her.
Jeanne was a little impatient. She turned around. âYes, Fourth Master?â
âNext time you kiss me, remember to stick out your tongue.â