Chapter 378: Almost An Accident

Tracey went out to a store to buy a new pair of dresses since her stomach was growing. She held her tummy and checked the new dresses that came out. She also needs a few things to decorate her baby's room. And since her husband was very far away, she needed to do most things for herself.  Her bodyguard was always staying close to her. She has at least three bodyguards. One female and two bulky males. Anytime, she might meet Wendy Charles. That murderer is free and she had freedom for everything. 

"Madam, we need to go." The female bodyguard said. 

"Why?" She asked. 

"We spotted Wendy. Twenty meters away." 

Tracey kept it cool as she took a few dresses that were her size and gave them to the saleslady. They took a different direction so she could pay for the dress as the bodyguards covered her. She wasn't even anxious that Wendy would approach her. She had bodyguards and it was a crowded place. She took the bag as her female bodyguard held it for her. She fixed her sunglasses and walked out of the store but then, Wendy called her. 

"Tracey! Darling." 

She rolled her eyes and turned around. 

"Oh, I didn't see you there." Wendy smiled like a dear fake friend. Then, she looked at her stomach. "Oh!" She acted like a real bitch. 

"What?" Tracey smirked. 

"You are pregnant. Congrats." Wendy sneered and stared at her stomach. 

"Well, thank you. But it will be bad luck if you stare at my tummy for a long time." 

Tracey's phone started ringing and she guessed that it was her husband. 

"So, where's your husband? I didn't see him around." She looked around. 

"Hmm," Tracey looked at her from head to toe. "You have that gut to talk to me after you killed my friend." 

Wendy raised her brows. 

"Right," Tracey gritted her teeth. "I wish that even hell won't accept you. I will let Alessandro torture you to death." 

"Alessandro won't kill me." She crossed her arms. "He will love me." 

"Yeah," Tracey smirked. "Think about that day. Think that he will love you. But in fact, he was eager to kill you with his bare hands." 

"Madam," Her bodyguard called. She pulled her phone. 

"Toddles." Tracey waved her fingers and turned back. She answered her husband's call. 

"Can you not speak to that bitch?" Ian scolded her. "If you saw her, just turn back." 

"I can handle myself." Tracey gritted her teeth. "I want to kill her at that moment." 

"Babe," Ian sighed. "Go home now. Okay?" 

"I want to eat ice cream." She scolded him. 

"Fine, buy whatever you want. Then, go home. Okay? I will worry." 

Tracey sighed. 

"Babe, don't stress out. It will be bad for our baby. I will be home in four weeks. I promise to be there for your check-up." 

"You better be." 

"I am already in bed and will sleep shortly once you are done." 

"I need to buy a few things to decorate our room since I have nothing to do today." 

"Don't walk too much, your stomach is already swollen." 

"Yeah, whatever."

"Don't be like that, my love. I will dream of you tonight." 

"I need to get those decorations and ice cream first." 

After Tracey had everything that she needed, her driver was already waiting in the main entrance as the car door was opened by her female bodyguard. Then, her female bodyguard sat beside her and she mumbled on the earpiece. 

"What's wrong?" Tracey asked. The agent quickly pulled out something and placed it on the windows. Then, they scrolled the bulletproof glass. Tracey reached her forehead and sighed. "Wendy again?" 

"Our people will be here shortly." 

"Fine," She sighed again and reached for her phone. She already noticed that her husband had a missed call. So she called him. "Babe," She said softly. 

"I am operating right now. Don't hang up. Make sure that you are fine." 

"I am perfectly fine for now. We are leaving." 

"You better be." Ian mocked her accent. She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "Did you already have the ice cream you wanted?" 

"Yes," She looked at the front as there was a car following them. It wasn't one of their cars. 

"Don't hang up, okay?" 

"Yes, babe." She felt a little nervous. 

The car drove casually and they passed by the police station of the Global City and the roving officer escorted them to the boundary of the city. Just when they exited, a car allegedly bumped into their car. The female bodyguard quickly covered Tracey and somehow, she regretted going out. One of her bodyguard's cars deliberately ran through the car who was trying to murder their car and she screamed and nearly bump. She holds her stomach and mutters curses toward Wendy Charles. 

"Babe!" Ian called out. Then, their car quickly moved through the traffic. 

"I'm fine," Tracey told him. 

"Take her to the hospital," Ian commanded them. 

"Ian, I am fine," Tracey said. "I just want to go home." She started crying suddenly. 

"Fuck," Ian grumbled. 

They reached the mansion shortly and her mother was already there with the family doctor. They checked on her and her heartbeat was still fast because of aftershocks. She sipped on the water as she breathed in and out. 

"Darling, I will stay here. I will just bring the shop here to you so you can choose any clothes you want." 

Tracey sniffled and wiped her nose. 

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"Where's my husband?" She asked as Gena took the tablet and showed her husband. 

"Hey, stop crying now." He said softly. "I will be home this weekend." 

"It's fine." She sniffled. "Please bring my ice cream." She told her maid. 

"Yes, Madam." 

"Seriously?" Ian asked her. 

"What? I am stressed!" She hissed at him. "I am going to kill Wendy!" 

Shortly, her Magnum Ice cream came and she started eating. She hummed and sighed. 

"This is amazing." 

Ian scratched his head and frowned. 

"I will gather the evidence and file charges." He said. 

"Yeah, do that," Tracey said and wiped her tears. 

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Kal was busy picking the flashcards that showed the words and pictures while Keira was telling Kal what to pick up. She was currently holding baby Quinn who was watching Kal pick up the flashcards. 

"Give me, Piano." 

Kal searched for it and picked the violin card. He read it and then put it away. He again picked the piano and gave it to her. 

"Piano!" Kal clapped his hands. "Piano!" 

Quinn cooed and frowned at Kal. 

"Kal, is noisy right, Quinn?" Keira giggled and Kal hugged Quinn and kissed her nose. 

"Lab, Lab Kin-Kin." 

Kiera patted Kal's head as Kal kissed Quinn's forehead. 

"Kikin…" Kal scooped Quinn from Keira to carry her but then Quinn shouted and pushed his face. Keira held Quinn so the baby wouldn't fall. "Baddie, Quinn. No pushing!" Kal scolded her and carefully put her back on Keira's lap. "Ay," Kal crossed his arms. 

"Okay, Kal." Keira wiped off Kal's sweat on the forehead. "Can you get me Kiwi?" 

"Kiwi?" He quickly rushed to the carpet and searched for the word Kiwi. Then, he picked it up and gave it to her. He kissed Keira's cheeks and slouched beside her. "Foodie, plshhh." 

"You can ring your Uncle Connor." 

"Okay!" 

Kal reached the small bell and rang it. Quinn frowned and closed her eyes. 

"Foodie!" he shouted. 

Connor came wearing an apron and he frowned at Kal. 

"Foodie!" He shouted again and threw the bell on the carpet. Quinn got startled and she screamed and started crying. 

"Kal, that's bad," Keira told him. 

"Foodie!" He pointed to his stomach. 

"No. That's not a good way to ask for food." Keira scolded him as she slowly hushed Quinn. 

"Sorry." Kal pouted and he was about to cry. 

"Say sorry to your Uncle." 

"Sorry!" Kal told Connor. He wiped his tears and hugged Quinn. "Sorry, Kinkin." 

"Okay, no shouting." Keira patted her head.

"I am still finishing it up. Five minutes." Connor told her. 

"Okay," She wiped Quinn's tears as Kal hugged her and told her that he was sorry. "It's alright now, baby Kal." Keira kissed her forehead. "Don't do that again, okay? Ask nicely for food or for anything you want." 

"Okay," He sniffled and leaned on her. "Sorry, Tata." He stood on the sofa and kissed Keira's cheeks. 

"It is fine, my little love." Keira kissed his forehead. "Why won't you drink water first?" 

Kal was very obedient as he went to the coffee table and sipped on her baby bottle. Maxine arrived with snacks for everyone and she sat down and wiped Kal's face with the damp towel. 

"Alright, I will be home," Harvey mumbled over the telephone. "Is she alright?" 

Keira was a little curious. 

"The doctor already checked on her? Okay… I will visit Tracey and go home to you. Thank you, love." He hung up as he slid the phone into his pocket. 

"What happened to Tracey?" Keira asked. 

"There's an incident. She met Wendy at the mall and somehow, the crazy girl nearly killed them." 

"What?" She creased her brows. 

"She's fine. She's perfectly fine and the baby. Don't worry. We handled it perfectly." 

Keira sighed and nodded her head. 

"Don't worry too much, Baby sis. I will go home now to check on my wife." 

"Yes, do that. I think you should stay with them now. MJ needs you more." 

"Okay," He approached her and kissed her head.. He also did the same to Quinn and Kal.

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