Bring Your A Game, Mr

Chapter 802

"No!" Having her weakness grasped, Adelpha immediately conceded. "Fine, I'll endure it!"

"In that case, I won't disturb your rest now. Goodnight and goodbye."

Alexander didn't even give her time to react as he escaped through the door as soon as he said those

words.

"Alexander! Alexander!"

Adelpha took great pains to struggle free of the blanket. When she rose to her height, she only saw the

tightly shut door. Only the empty room and silence responded to her.

"Hmph!"

She pummeled the blanket to vent her anger, and she was so pissed that her cheeks were puffed out.

…

After Alexander got out, the car finally started on the journey back.

After some time on the road, Thomas finally revealed the hidden diagnosis. "She's probably six months

into the pregnancy."

"Hm." Alexander looked ahead calmly while his black eyes looked even darker in the night.

Seeing how calm Alexander was, Thomas couldn't help but be nosy. "Don't tell me you did this before

Elise left?"

"No." Alexander's answer was clear cut.

"It's good, then!" Thomas let out a sigh. He didn't want to offend Elise in any way, for he had to use this

connection to learn from Claude.

"I want her, though."

"What?!"

Alexander's words were so shocking that Thomas didn't know what to say for a moment.

He was exasperated as he commented, "Are you okay? Why are you ignoring all those rich and pretty

ladies in favor of a pregnant woman? What's more, you want to take care of the child? Aren't you just

giving yourself trouble?"

Alexander ignored him and changed the subject. "No matter what, I need to keep this child safe. You'll

be Anastasia's maternity doctor from now on, so reject any other work if you can."

"Are you out of your mind? Asking an all-round doctor like me to take care of just one patient? That's

too much! Also, Miss Anastasia has a husband, so how can I possibly help you snatch her from her

husband? I have my own principles!" Thomas stubbornly raised his chin, reluctant to cooperate.

Alexander didn't even shift his gaze as he lightly added a few more words. "I'll pay more."

Thomas immediately reacted, and when he turned back around, he was all smiles, evilly patting

Alexander on the chest. "Oh, you don't have to. We're brothers, aren't we? It's my duty to help you out.

Don't worry, I'll definitely make sure she's yours!"

Alexander rolled his eyes in exasperation.

Adelpha lay on the bed for more than ten minutes, and as the seconds ticked by, she was even dizzier.

As such, she decided to just get up and go downstairs to look for some medicine herself.

She went into the kitchen with wobbly steps, intending to eat something before she took the medicine,

only to bump into 'Anastasia's' husband, who was cooking.

She frowned immediately, a look of disdain on her face as she watched him from the entrance.

Jacob was a little uncomfortable with her gaze, so he turned around as if he had sensed something. He

proceeded to meet her vicious glare, then hastily turned back.

He calmed himself down, pretending nothing had happened as he poured out half of the food in the

pot. He picked up the bowl and took a whiff of the food. Then, as if remembering something, he turned

and said nicely to Adelpha, "Would you like some, Adelpha?"

Adelpha looked away in disdain. "I refuse to eat anything belonging to that woman."

"It's very nutritious. I made it myself," Jacob coaxed again.

After all, his cooking wasn't too good, and he made everything according to the recipes Elise had given

him. For safety, he had to get someone to taste test for him.

"Are you deaf?! I said I'm not eating, so how many times do I have to repeat myself?" Adelpha

exploded and went on a rage right then and there. "I've never seen a man who nags as much as you

do! You even cook for her in the middle of the night; you definitely spoiled her so much that she's now

like this!"

With Adelpha's spit flying around, Jacob shut his eyes and darted away from the attack in disdain.

When she had finished her lecture, he wiped away the spit that had landed on his face, trying not to

retch. Then, he said smilingly, "Yes, I depend on my wife, but so what? I do it because I have the ability

to, but what about you? Can you do that? Also, Anastasia is fortunate to be spoiled by me. She doesn't

have to do anything; she only has to lie there, and I'll be happy just looking at her. What about you,

though? What do you have? You're still unmarried and living in my wife's house, so how dare you shout

at me! I might just complain about you to Anastasia, and she'll chase you out so that you can sleep on

the streets!"

With that, Jacob snorted and left with the supper in his hands.

"You son of a b*tch—stay and fight if you have the guts to!" Adelpha was so pissed that her chest kept

heaving. "You useless man! How dare you behave like this when you're living in someone else's

house!"

Sha want into tha kitchan with wobbly staps, intanding to aat somathing bafora sha took tha madicina,

only to bump into 'Anastasia's' husband, who was cooking.

Sha frownad immadiataly, a look of disdain on har faca as sha watchad him from tha antranca.

Jacob was a littla uncomfortabla with har gaza, so ha turnad around as if ha had sansad somathing. Ha

procaadad to maat har vicious glara, than hastily turnad back.

Ha calmad himsalf down, pratanding nothing had happanad as ha pourad out half of tha food in tha

pot. Ha pickad up tha bowl and took a whiff of tha food. Than, as if ramambaring somathing, ha turnad

and said nicaly to Adalpha, "Would you lika soma, Adalpha?"

Adalpha lookad away in disdain. "I rafusa to aat anything balonging to that woman."

"It's vary nutritious. I mada it mysalf," Jacob coaxad again.

Aftar all, his cooking wasn't too good, and ha mada avarything according to tha racipas Elisa had givan

him. For safaty, ha had to gat somaona to tasta tast for him.

"Ara you daaf?! I said I'm not aating, so how many timas do I hava to rapaat mysalf?" Adalpha

axplodad and want on a raga right than and thara. "I'va navar saan a man who nags as much as you

do! You avan cook for har in tha middla of tha night; you dafinitaly spoilad har so much that sha's now

lika this!"

With Adalpha's spit flying around, Jacob shut his ayas and dartad away from tha attack in disdain.

Whan sha had finishad har lactura, ha wipad away tha spit that had landad on his faca, trying not to

ratch. Than, ha said smilingly, "Yas, I dapand on my wifa, but so what? I do it bacausa I hava tha ability

to, but what about you? Can you do that? Also, Anastasia is fortunata to ba spoilad by ma. Sha doasn't

hava to do anything; sha only has to lia thara, and I'll ba happy just looking at har. What about you,

though? What do you hava? You'ra still unmarriad and living in my wifa's housa, so how dara you shout

at ma! I might just complain about you to Anastasia, and sha'll chasa you out so that you can slaap on

tha straats!"

With that, Jacob snortad and laft with tha suppar in his hands.

"You son of a b*tch—stay and fight if you hava tha guts to!" Adalpha was so pissad that har chast kapt

haaving. "You usalass man! How dara you bahava lika this whan you'ra living in somaona alsa's

housa!"

He pretended not to hear her as he leisurely sauntered back. Even so, she didn't dare chase after him.

Jacob thought, Master is right. The Whites are all bark and no bite. There's nothing to be scared of.

Adelpha simply stared as Jacob's figure disappeared at the stairs. She was so mad that she kept

stomping her feet. I can't stay here anymore!

It was bad enough that Anastasia was bullying her, but now, even this man dared to shout and mock

her. He didn't respect her one bit.

Birds of a feather flock together. Men who fall for Anastasia can't possibly be decent. If Alexander

hadn't gone back, he wouldn't dare be so arrogant! Just you wait. Someday, I'll make you two beg for

mercy in front of me! No, it's too passive to just wait. I have to think of a way to get Anastasia off her

high horse. How should I do that, though? Anastasia came back from the dead, and she can even

crawl back from the sea that swallows people. What can threaten her? Right!

Adelpha's eyes lit up. The child! Ever since Anastasia returned, she's been eating and taking good care

of herself. She's very concerned about the child in her tummy, so if she loses the child, she won't be

able to bear the shock. She'll go crazy. After all, she went crazy when her mother died. Yes, I'll do just

that! If Anastasia turns crazy, no one will lord over me anymore!

Adelpha's expression grew vicious as murderous intent appeared in the depths of her eyes. Her pale

face looked even more twisted under the lights.

…

Two days later, Tissote's Jewelry Association welcomed its new members.

As the only member who submitted an application, Celina sat on the left side of the vice-president,

looking sprightly and confident.

Minutes had passed since the agreed time for voting to start. Seeing that the vice president was still

motionless, Celina knocked on the table impatiently. "Don't waste our precious time. Since everyone is

here already, let's start the voting session right away."

Only then did the vice president reluctantly straighten his posture.

After a long sigh, he looked at the members seated at the table, saying heavily, "If so, you may cast

your votes. Those who agree to Miss Celina joining the Jewelry Association, please raise your hands."

Celina leaned back in her chair readily, waiting to savor the sight where everyone approved of her

application.

However, as time ticked on, the smile on her face slowly froze along with the silent atmosphere.