Then she turned the phone around and asked, "is this you?"
Hearing this, Rachel looked up and said, "It seems to be me."
The colleague immediately raised her eyebrows and asked curiously, "Who is the man over there? Is he the father of the baby?"
Frowning, Rachel asked, "Why do you have this photo?"
"It's a coincidence!" The colleague swiped the screen with two fingers and zoomed the photo back to the normal angle. Only then did Rachel realize that she and Jack were not the main part of the photo.
The colleague chuckled and pointed at a man and a woman who were quarreling in the middle of the photo. She said helplessly, "This is my cousin and her husband. They two often quarrel that even at the hospital today. I just asked my brother why he was so late in the morning? Then he just sent me this photo."
As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately stretched out her neck and asked curiously, "Rachel, the man's back looks good. He should be very handsome, right? It seems that you don't need to worry what your baby will look like. It must be a handsome boy or a beautiful girl."
Rachel listened quietly with a smile on her face. She didn't say anything.
Fortunately, this colleague was not a gossipy person. After chatting for a while, she found that Rachel was not interested in talking more, so she smartly led the topic to the baby.
In the shopping mall, two men were walking back and forth in the lady's shoes section. Several shop assistants looked at them in confusion.
With one hand in his pocket and the other in his shirt, Michael enjoyed this kind of treatment and adjusted his tie and raised his eyebrows evilly at the sight of beautiful girls. On the contrary, Jack, who was standing beside him, had a serious look on his face. Every time he walked to a shop, he would stop to have a look at it and think about something.
"What on earth do you want to buy?" Asked Michael, putting his hand on Jack's shoulder.
Although he enjoyed this kind of gaze, it was defined on the premise that everyone was attracted by their appearance. But now when they looked at him, it was obviously not the same meaning, but more like looking at two perverts. At this time, Michael could not calm down.
Jack touched his chin and said solemnly, "Buy shoes for Rachel."
Michael sneered. "I thought you came here to investigate and planned to develop your career in women's shoes. I didn't expect you to buy a few pairs of shoes."
Then he pushed Jack to a counter and said, "Since you are buying shoes, you can't see anything even if you stand at the door. You have to go in and have a look."
"But I don't think these shoes are suitable." Jack frowned and picked up a pair of high-heeled shoes. "Look, these shoes are so high-heels. How can they fit her now?"
Hearing this, the shop assistant immediately came up and said with a smile, "Sir, do you want to buy a plain one or a low heels one? You can find both in our shop."
"Plain, suitable for pregnant women."
Hearing his request, the shop assistant immediately walked aside, leaned over and took several pairs of shoes from the bottom row, and placed them in front of Jack. "These shoes are very suitable for pregnant women, and they will feel comfortable with them on."
Michael sat down on the sofa and crossed his legs naturally. "You couldn't find them just now, but now they have taken out so many. Look, which pair does Rachel like?"
In the morning, after sending away Rachel, Jack sat alone in the car. He took out his mobile phone and searched online for shoes suitable for pregnant women. When he saw a kind of shoes called pregnant women shoes, he didn't go to the company, but directly pulled up Michael from the bed and went to the shopping mall.
He thought that pregnant women shoes were just a kind of shoes, but unexpectedly, the shop assistant took out five or six pairs at once.
Different styles and colors.
Jack was dazzled by these shoes. He didn't know which one Rachel liked. After thinking for a while, he said in a low voice, "Pack all these shoes for me."
"All of them?" The shop assistant was surprised with her mouth wide open. Then she came to her senses, hurriedly cleaned up the shoes on the ground, and asked with a smile, "then how much do you want?"
"37." Jack replied.
"Okay. Wait a moment. I'll get you new ones from the warehouse." The shop assistant smiled obsequiously and began to calculate how much bonus she could get this month.
Looking at the back of the shop assistant, Michael asked in a low voice, "Don't you think you bought too much?"
"It's not a big deal." Jack replied in a low voice. He raised his hand and looked at his watch. "You can take a taxi home later. I'll go to the hospital to send the shoes to Rachel."
"What?" With his eyes wide open, Michael stood up abruptly, pointed at Jack's nose and said, "You really value a lover more than a friend. If I had known this earlier, I should have driven here by myself. No, I shouldn't have come with you!"
Jack shook off his hand and patted him on the shoulder leisurely. "If you are not afraid that I will tell your family where you are next time, you can say something more."
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