Suddenly, the image of four strong bodyguards wearing black sunglasses carrying her to the operating room filled Ruby Mercer's mind.
Ruby Mercer's heart immediately tensed up, "No!"
"Ruby, what's wrong?"
Lucy King asked nervously, seeing Ruby Mercer's face pale and frightened, not knowing what she had thought of.
"It's nothing, maybe I'm just too tired."
Ruby didn't want to mention her pregnancy and her relationship with Christopher Moore, so she brushed it off.
"Pregnancy is indeed tiring. You should rest more. We'll be going now. Oakes, let's go."
"Go where! Ruby is faking it! Must be feeling guilty, isn't that right, Ruby?"
Oakes gossiped away, and no one could stop him. Perhaps he was too influenced by gossip, as most of his guesses turned out to be right.
"Ruby, you're not saying anything, are you worried Mr. Moore doesn't like you? Do you like Mr. Moore?"
