rk briefly flipped through the reports, handed them back to Jordyn, and said indifferently, “Remember to keep these safe.”


    Jordyn took the reports. After cing them back in the drawer, she turned to face rk, “rk, is something wrong today? You seem a bit off.”


    Her unease grew as she wondered if he had discovered something.


    rk squinted slightly and, after a few seconds, said, “It’s nothing. I’m probably just tired from work.”


    “Then lie down on the sofa, and I’ll give you a massage,” Jordyn offered.


    “No need. I have work at thepany. I just came to see you. Get some rest,” rk replied.


    Normally, Jordyn would have tried to persuade rk to stay, but she had her own concerns and didn’t push the issue today.


    Once she confirmed that rk’s car had left, she immediately called Reba. “Reba, <b>did </b>you say something to rk?”


    “What do you mean?” Reba asked.


    Jordyn sneered. “What do I mean? rk suddenly showed <b>up </b>tonight asking to see my prenatal check–up reports. The only person who knew about that was you. You must have said something to him!”


    Reba sounded impatient. “You’re not worth my trouble. Instead of questioning me, maybe you should consider if you’ve done anything to make him suspicious. After all, guilty consciences have a way of showing, don’t you think?”


    “Are you sure it wasn’t you?” Jordyn pressed.


    The response she received was a dial tone.


    Jordyn put down her phone, feeling a twinge of unease Could it really not have been Reba<b>? </b>


    She had been extremely cautioustely and hadn’t done anything to raise rk’s suspicions. All text ? N?velD(r)a''ma.Org.


    After thinking it over for a long while, without finding any clear answers, Jordyn decided to visit rk’s office the next day.


    Early the next morning, Jordyn walked into rk’spany carrying a lunchbox.


    When she reached the top floor, Michael stopped her. “Ms. Austen, Mr. Sumner is busy right now.”


    Jordyn furrowed her brow. “Then I’ll wait for him in the lounge.”


    “Ms. Austen, Mr. Sumner is in meetings all day. You can leave the food with me, and I’ll make sure he gets it, Michael offered.


    Since Jordyn’s visit was part of her attempt to gauge rk’s reaction, she wasn’t going to leave so easily. “No matter how busy he is, he should still have time for lunch. I have nothing to do, so I’ll wait here and


    have lunch with him. You just focus on your work, and don’t worry about me,” she said, walking toward the lounge without waiting for a response.


    Michael, feeling helpless, returned to his desk and called rk to inform him of Jordyn’s arrival.


    rk had just finished his medical check–up. When he received Michael’s call, his expression darkened. It was hard not to suspect that Jordyn’s sudden visit had something to do with the fact that he had <b>just </b>visited her the night before.


    His lips pressed into a tight line, and his gaze grew increasingly grim.


    Within half an hour, rk returned to the office.


    When Jordyn saw him, a wave of unease washed over her. rk had been out, so why had Michael lied about him being in meetings all day?


    Suppressing her doubts, she approached rk with a smile. “rk, I made some food for you since you said you were tiredst night.”


    rk took the food with a cold expression. “I’m quite busy today, so I don’t have time to spend with you. The driver will take you hometer.”


    “Alright.” Jordyn nodded, then casually asked, “Where did you go just now? Meeting with a client<b>?</b>”


    rk hummed, clearly unwilling to borate. He then instructed Michael to arrange for the driver to take Jordyn home.