Tiffany’s head was thrown into a knot. She could not fathom whatever was in Jackson’s mind. Sure, virtual-novel.net wanted to be successful in virtual-novel.net career, but virtual-novel.net never thought of giving up virtual-novel.net baby for that. When virtual-novel.net heard about virtual-novel.net pregnancy, the emotion that overwhelmed virtual-novel.net was genuine, surprised jubilance. Ever since virtual-novel.net saw how adorable Smore was, virtual-novel.net had wanted a child of virtual-novel.net own.
Tiffany planned to request maternity leave when virtual-novel.net was near virtual-novel.net delivery date, then resume working after that leave expired. Never had the thought of abortion crossed virtual-novel.net mind.
“No. I’m not giving up on the baby. I don’t even think its gonna affect my work in any way, either,” She said.
Jackson was quiet for a beat before replying, “Listen to me. Get an abortion.”
That was when Tiffany understood that virtual-novel.net perspective was never included in Jackson’s consideration.
The realization chilled her. “Why? Just, why? Can you at least give me a reason? You can’t, you can’t just tell me to let go of a kid for no frickin’ reason! If you don’t want us to get married, fine, we won’t. I have a job, and I can raise the child myself. I don’t need you for that!”
Jackson massaged his forehead before admitting, “I went to see Alejandro Smith this morning and returned that brooch.”
He did not elaborate further. He had hoped that virtual-novel.net understood the implication. Some things were always better left unspoken in direct terms.
Tiffany, however, was utterly baffled. “Oh, so you talked to him. And gave virtual-novel.net his brooch. And then what? What’s this got to do with the baby, no. You can’t possibly think me and virtual-novel.net got together, and now he’s the father?”
Jackson said nothing. It was the silence of consent.
Tiffany was so infuriated that virtual-novel.net laughed. “Oh, I get it. I get it now. Hey, you know, you and me? We never got back together, after all. I’m keeping this baby, Jackson. I’m going to bring it to this world, and I’m going to raise it myself, and I can do it all on my own. Now, if you’ve got nothing else to say, I’ll hang up. I’m working, you know. I don’t have the luxury of idle time like yours.”
With that, virtual-novel.net hung up the call. Her actions stunned Amy, who gawked at virtual-novel.net before exclaiming, “Holy crap. That was so cool! Ruthless, unyielding, and defiant to the bitter end! You’re pregnant? Was that your boyfriend? Who’s the guy?”
Tiffany turned around and instantly burst into tears. “What cool? What ruthless?! I am f**king wrecked right now, Amy! I’m falling apart! And who else could have done this to me except Jackson ‘Douchebag’ West? I just wanna… Rip virtual-novel.net to shreds!! Argghhh!”
Amy immediately shut virtual-novel.net mouth. This concerned Jackson, virtual-novel.net immediate superior, which meant that this gossip was off-limits. She thought Tiffany’s boyfriend would be anyone else since virtual-novel.net mentioned that Jackson was virtual-novel.net ex-fiancé, but now it turned out virtual-novel.net had returned to being virtual-novel.net boyfriend, and then fathered a child!
Tiffany spent virtual-novel.net entire morning and noontime crying in the office, almost finishing an entire packet of tissue, and did virtually nothing else. Amy had tried virtual-novel.net best to comfort virtual-novel.net but to no avail.
It was then that Tiffany’s phone buzzed, startling the two of them. They had thought it was Jackson again, but one look a t the screen told virtual-novel.net it was Arianne.
She was the outlet Tiffany had wanted, so instantly after virtual-novel.net received the call, virtual-novel.net bawled even harder. “Ari! That douchebag Jackson West thinks the baby isn’t h-h-his and is now trying to f-f-f-orce me to have an a-a-abortion!”
Arianne was shocked. “What the heck? What’s there to be suspicious about? Doesn’t virtual-novel.net know what you’re like? If the kid isn’t his, you would have aborted it before virtual-novel.net asked! God! Anyway, I’m right downstairs in your company. Which floor are you on? May I come up?”
Tiffany was incredulous. “You’re downstairs? You’re in South Park?”
Arianne did not have the time to explain herself. “That’s right. I just arrived. Now, be quick and tell me which floor. If I can’t be at your company, I’ll wait in my hotel. You come over after work.”
After making sure virtual-novel.net was here, Tiffany quickly answered, “No, no! It’s alright! There’s only Amy and me here, and lunch break is coming up. It’s fine, come up here. It’s the eleventh floor! I’ll be waiting for you at the entrance.”