บท 533: You Mad Woman!

Demyan 

"I know I'm beautiful honies but that's no reason to stare," I loudly announced as I entered my office floor. It felt like I was on the runway as my whole team's heads turned to look at me with bright smiles. 

Normally from before I would have commented that I was in a mini skirt with my ass hanging out which I knew made a lot of people happy but now I was dressed plainly in black denim straight leg jeans, a black puffer with my snow boots because London winter was not playing around. 

My hair was up in a bun because I had overheated specifically around my neck and I wanted no warm nest of curls today. It took me an hour to get ready for work today because morning sickness had lifted its arms and decided to knock me out one last time before it said it's goodbye, and trust me it had done its job.