"Coworker? What do you mean coworker?" asked Bernard, frowning. "Do you work?" he continued.

"I'm bored at home all the time. I signed up as a model and got accepted. Today I'm doing a photo shoot. And I have a new friend who asked me out for a drink."

"Why don't you turn that down? You can say no. Just tell him you're pregnant."

Bianca hissed. "You're stupid, huh. Of course if they knew I was pregnant, they wouldn't have hired me!" she muttered.

"But, I can't accept that. Please don't do it again!"

Bianca sighed heavily. She took a sip from the glass of milk that Bernard had given her. This was the first time she had seen Bernard angry and tense. This was another content of a calm Bernard.

The next day, Bianca came out of her room to find Bernard cooking breakfast in the kitchen. She sat on the sofa in the living room waiting for him to finish. Her head was still a little dizzy from the effects of last night's alcohol. She remembered that last night, because she was carried away,