Chapter 30

**CHAPTER 30**

**When she arrived at the lobby,** she saw Hades' chauffeur, William, talking to one of the hospital's security guards. As soon as the chauffeur bobbed his head and his eyes laid to her, she gave him a small smile and curt nod, a nonverbal way of telling him that they're going. He got her message and hastily bid goodbye to the security guard.

"I'm sorry for making you wait, William. It must've been boring standing in the lobby waiting for me," she apologized. She still cared for people but not for Hades.

"Oh no, Mistress. I don't mind, it is my job after all. But at least the Roger gave me a lovely company," answered the chauffeur politely as they reached the parking lot, referring to the security guard he was talking to.

'Roger,' she thought. His name suited his hard face. He looked like he had a clandestine soft spot, on the other hand.

"But it isn't part of your job to be bored to death. However, I'm glad that you enjoyed your company with Roger," she told him with a smile.

"Of course, mistress," he answered, giving back a smile.

When they found the car, he opened the door for her in one swift move. She thanked him with uttered gratitude before he closed the door and ran to the driver's seat.

"Where is our next destination, mistress?" William asked as he started the engine by turning on the ignition while looking at her via the rear-view mirror.

"Oasis Condominium, please?" she requested, and he made a nod before stepping the gas.

"ALLISON!" said Rebecca gleefully as soon as she flung the door open.

Before Allison could part her lips to say hello, the former's arms instantly wrapped around her waist, squishing her into a tight hug that made it hard for her to breathe. Nevertheless, she wrapped her arms around the pregnant woman, hugging her back.

"I missed you!" said Rebecca when they pulled away. She could see euphoria on the woman's beautiful face. 'She got quite blooming today,' she noticed. Rebecca's face was completely bright, which complimented her fair complexion, showing off her rosy cheeks, and emphasized her blood-red lips.

"Come in," ushered her friend, and she obliged.

'Such warm hospitality,' she thought, feeling extremely welcome.

"Come, sit here. I was baking cookies when you came. They already are, actually. Wait for me here as I pull them out from the oven," Rebecca said as if she was talking to a five-year-old child and vanished into thin air.

While waiting, Allison looked around the humble abode, observing every inch of the condo. The atmosphere was welcoming, along with the nordic, homey designs. Not to mention, the view of the city outside the glass walls was beautifully fresh and breathtaking. The whole condominium reminded her of Brent and her urge to return to their penthouse.

"Hey, I brought the cookies!" said Rebecca gleefully, coming out from the kitchen while holding a tray with a plate of chocolate chip cookies and a glass of milk.

"Where is your cousin, by the way?" she asked.

"Oh, she's out for her classes. You know, nursing students and their duties," answered Rebecca as she sauntered towards her.

"Oh, I see. It must've been lonely being alone."

"Yeah," Rebecca pouted as she placed the tray on the coffee table before sitting down beside her.

"They look scrumptious," Allison commented. The saccharine smell of chocolate and sugar infiltrated her nose, making her almost drool. She remembered Mrs. Brown's cookies when she was a child.

"Try 'em," Rebecca said. By the look on her face, she seemed to be extremely excited.

Allison picked up a cookie from the plate and dipped it into the milk. As soon as the cookies got into her tongue, a moan escaped from her lips, and her eyes closed in oblivion. The cookies tasted perfect. The taste was deliciously inexplicable that it made her mind go completely blank.

"So? How are they?" Rebecca asked that pulled her away from outer space.

"Perfect."

"Ooh! I'm glad you liked them!" her pregnant friend squealed then pinched her cheeks, a rather unexpected reaction for Allison as she usually blushed and bowed her head down with a small "thank you."

"Ouch," she flinched as her cheeks stretched. The pinch was painful yet tolerable, so it was fine with her though she couldn't help but feel peculiar. Rebecca has never acted like this.

"Oh, Ally! You're so adorable!" Rebecca squealed once again as she hardened her pinch on Allison's cheek. The tolerable pain was replaced by excruciating pain. "O...Ow! Becca, let go opf m...my sheeks!"

"Aww! You're even cuter when you speak! Speak more Ally! Speak more!" The pinch hardened to another level.

"Ow! Becca!" Allison chided. She knew Rebecca as a strong and independent woman. The latter wasn't fond of being a clingy friend. She'd rather give you moral support when you're in trouble or help you beat your ex's ass. She loved being fierce and always kept her face dolled up and wore sexy backless and halter neck dresses that were 5 inches above the knee.

But the Rebecca in front of her was different. Completely different. Instead of short shorts and sleeveless shirts, she's wearing a t-shirt and pajamas. Her face was no longer dolled up but a natural. Nevertheless, she was still beautiful. She looked vulnerable and feeble. But who knew she would be stronger than an ox.

"You're so cute, Ally! So so cute!" the pinch got even harder.

"Rebecca!" she fumed her friend's entire name, pretending to be angry.

Rebecca's smile faded, and it turned into a pout. "I'm sorry, I'm having this weird issue ever since I got pregnant. I find every person I pass by adorable. I crave food and mix them with whip cream to make them delicious, and I find some of Isla's perfumes to smell like a turd or expired milk."

"I think it's normal because you're pregnant," Allison commented. She read articles about what happened to women when they got pregnant.

The pregnant woman pouted even more, "Are you still mad at me, Ally?"

She shook her head. "No, no. Not anymore."

Rebecca's pregnant, and she needed to understand the sudden change now. She unconsciously wondered if Brent would tolerate Rebecca in this state. She then thought of telling Rebecca about what happened last night, and she mentally shook her head, thinking that she shouldn't. It would cause havoc, and it would result badly.