After thinking, Whitney must be pregnant at that time.
She can't conceal it either since she's around 7-8 months old pregnant.
“Does that woman have a big belly?”
As I ask that, I feel that my voice is trembling.
My heart is slightly expecting it.
It's good if that person is Whitney. Then, my hatred for Frances is just a misunderstanding.
Hamlin's aunt frowns and thinks for a long time, but she shakes her head in the end while saying, “I didn't pay attention. That woman didn't get off from the car, I just remembered that she's beautiful, very beautiful... She's the type of woman who can make everyone turn their heads to her when walking into a group of people. But I saw that her face was pale like she's very sick."
Whitney is indeed very beautiful, but I can't confirm that it's her just by that.
Suddenly, I feel quite disappointed.
Mindy probably can't bear to see me like this, so she speaks to Hamlin's aunt, “Can you please try to remember what else was out of the ordinary? For example, did they say anything back then?”
“Yes... It seems that Hamlin was very polite to her at that time. He called her Ms. Jones, or Ms. Jordan, I can't remember it clearly.”
Ms. Jordan?!
Now, I can almost conclude that it's Whitney.
A woman who has Jordan as her surname and hates me so much... Who else can it be else than Whitney?!
Mindy and I look at each other, we don’t even bother to talk to Hamlin's aunt anymore, and just get into the car.
“What should we do now? Go to Whitney?!” I sit
in the front passenger seat and ask Mindy.
I have never been so highly expectant to know the truth like I am now.
No matter how, it's good as long as it's not Frances... It's good if it's not him.
I hope that everything is just a misunderstanding.
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