Katherine's POV
"I'm fine." I yelled at Agatha and Lisa, pleased when they finally shut up.
I needed the peace. They looked at me like they couldn't believe I had snapped at them. I couldn't believe I had done that as well but they were driving me nuts.
Ever since I got back from the hospital, I didn't have peace. Lisa had called Agatha on the way to my house and she had rushed here. We had met her by the door.
She had taken one glance at my belly and smiled as if she could see the baby growing in it. Since then, my mouth had almost fallen off with the question they kept asking me.
No, I was fine.
No, I haven't been feeling sick.
No, my vision is fine.
Yes, Jack is willing to be a supportive father.
Yes, we are getting married soon but I'm not getting married because of the baby.
I'd said the same thing over and over that I knew I might end up answering these questions in my dreams.
Finally, the girls believed me or rather they got tired of tormenting me which I was grateful for and they left me alone.
I was excited to say goodbye to them and collapsed into the bed when they left.
I saw some of the printed files of the Osten project and sighed. I blinked back tears and curled up in bed. I couldn't believe all my hard work had gone to waste like that.
I knew what Jennifer had said but I didn't want to accept that.
The next day, I forced myself to get up and headed to work. I took one glance at my colleagues and knew that the news of being taken off the Osten project had spread across the whole company.
May walked up to me, her expression as sad as she felt. "I heard about the Osten project. I'm sorry about that."
"You shouldn't be. You aren't at fault."
She sighed. "I know how hard you've worked on it. It isn't fair that you are suddenly off the job."
"I'm still on the project." I told her.
I already spent the whole of yesterday crying and hating my bad luck. I didn't need to be reminded of it when I had decided that I was going to move on and take what life had to offer me.
She gave me a look like I was deluded and walked away, heading to her office. I sighed as I watched her walk away. Maybe she was right and I was indeed deluded.
It didn't matter that I was still on the team, my inputs weren't important anymore and everything I had intended to try out might not be used. All the drafts and analysis I had made were all for naught.
Maybe they wouldn't be. I might be lucky that the person that would be in charge would appreciate what I had been doing so far and not disregard my input.
Maybe.
I didn't think I might be that lucky though.
Maybe I shouldn't be so pessimistic.
I shrugged the negative thoughts off my mind and decided I was going to focus on work.
I went to the restroom few minutes before lunch and regretted leaving my office.
"Did you hear that Katherine is off the Osten project?" I heard someone say.
I rolled my eyes, annoyed at the office drama. They were so eager to talk about me as if they had been waiting for my downfall.
"I feel bad for her." The other said.
"It happens in business. We are all here on temporary stay."
I listened to how they kept on discussing me and prayed that they didn't stay long in the restroom. I needed to get back to the office and didn't want to walk out while they were still in there.
Finally, they were done with their business and moved out of the restroom. I stepped out of the restroom stall and went back to my office. My phone screen flashed on and I realized I had gotten a text message.
I wondered who had sent me a message and hoped it wasn't Jennifer. I didn't think I could endure anymore if she was going to deliver another bad news to me.
I opened the phone and sucked in a breath at the message that popped on my screen. I blinked back tears and clutched my dress at the neckline. I couldn't believe this was happening right now.
My luck this week seemed to be shit.
I grabbed my phone and dashed out of the office without looking back. I was too angry to care about anything else. Thankfully, it was lunch period and I didn't have to take permission from anyone before leaving.
I found a cab driver as soon as I stepped out of the office building. I gave him the address to Jack's office and urged him to drive faster, my heart thumping with fear, anger and disbelief.
I stepped out of the cab, barely waiting for the man to park before running toward Jack's office. Taylor had a a fearful expression on his face when he saw me approaching and my heart sank lower than it already was.
He just confirmed what made me run here. He stood up from his chair but I didn't wait for him to get to me. I ran inside Jack's office and went still, my eyes rounding with horror.
What the hell was going on here? I thought, wondering who I was going to direct that question to.