Bestfriend Divorced Me When I Carried His Baby (Kelly and Pierce) novel Chapter 117

Desperately… 

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Desperately… 

Kelly’s POV 

I was driving my car to the company early in the morning when I saw a familiar man standing on the road side. He’s talking to a man older than him and it seems to me that they’re arguing. 

I parked my car and slowly walked towards them. 

“Just accept it because I have an urgent meeting. Or if you want, you can just give me your contact and I’ll have my assistant contact you about the damage.” 

The older man scoffed. “What do you mean? Are you trying to get away? Not because you’re a rich foreigner doesn’t mean you can get away from this. You run into me! My back is hurting.” 

I slowed down and tilted my head. Mr. Walter clenched his jaws. He’s arguing with an older man on the street and I think the old man is actually harassing him. 

“Excuse me…” I stepped in, unable to watch the drama anymore. 

They both looked my way and the old man seemed shocked that I stepped in. He looked tense now–a sign that he’s actually lying about his pain. 

“Miss Monroe…” 

I smiled at Mr. Walter. “I saw you, so I stopped for a while. Is there something wrong?” 

“No, I just…” he paused and sighed. “I accidentally hit him and he doesn’t want to go to the hospital.” 

“You have an urgent meeting, right?” 

“Yeah.” 

I nodded. “I’ll take care of this, Mr. Walter. Your meeting is important. You should go. 

He looked at the old man and he looked very hesitant. I smiled again and looked at the old man. 

“I will talk to you on behalf of him, sir. I am his lawyer.” 

The old man panicked even more. He immediately turned his back on us and walked away at a very fast 

pace. 

“W–What? Wait…your injury…” Mr. Walter’s voice drowned in the air as soon as he realized that he was scammed. 

He clenched his jaws and took his eyeglasses off. “Damn!” 

I chuckled and looked at his face. “It is very troublesome to be a foreigner, huh?” 

He looked at me, without his glasses, and I was mesmerized. He has a beautiful pair of eyes. 

He put his eyeglasses back and scratched the back of his neck. “Please tell me I wasn’t scammed when I paid a woman last week after I bumped her car…” 

cupped my mouth. “Oh my God!” 

His lips parted and after a few minutes, he started laughing. I laughed too while looking at him in disbelief. 

“Mr. Walter, you almost got scammed twice.” 

He sighed and shook his head. “I guess I need to call my lawyer whenever I encounter weird accidents.” I smiled and glanced at my wrist watch. “You’ll be late for your meeting.” 

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He nodded. “Yeah… But, can I invite you later…to thank you for helping me today.” 

I nodded. “Sure. What time.” 

He smiled, still staring into my eyes. “I’d like to have dinner with you, but I’m sure you will go home early because of your daughter.” 

“Why not?” 

His lips parted. “You’ll agree to dinner?” 

“Yeah.” I smiled and shrugged my shoulders. “I also want to thank you for the opportunity you gave me when I was working for you.” 

He nodded. “So…see you later?” 

I waved at him as I slowly took a step backwards. “See you later.” 

I smiled and nodded at him again as I drove away. I’m thankful to him for trusting me so much that he promoted me even when I don’t have any background information to show. He was very considerate and a good boss. Although, I’m a bit distant to him because of what Mary has been feeding my mind. 

I worked all day at the company again. It was Pierce who reminded me to eat lunch because he came to my office again, carrying food for us. 

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“You need to eat on time. What if you get sick?” Pierce was very serious while preparing our lunch. 

I was just watching him, thinking about some random things. Random like…why is he doing this? Is he trying to be friends with me again or he’s courting me? 

“Here…” He handed me a plate full of food. Now, I’m starting to think if his mother really cooked this or if he’s forcing her everyday to cook. 

“Pierce…” I called as he started eating. “Are you courting me?” 

He choked and coughed. Some of the rice from his mouth landed on my lap and he immediately wiped it with a table napkin. I didn’t mind because I’m waiting for his answer. 

I don’t know how I got the courage to ask that but that’s what I really want to know. 

He slowed down as he swallowed hard and looked at me. “I… Do you…want me to?” 

Now he asked me that, I felt my cheeks start burning. Does it sound like I want him to court me or did I unconsciously deliver a hidden message? 

He looked away. “I want to…I know I said I won’t force myself into you again but…I still want to try my luck and…court you.”