Queenie was displeased with Clara. "Clara! You don't have to pretend with me, you know. We know each other’s history. Why else would you be pregnant at this age? Aren't you trying to baby-trap someone to secure the relationship? I've been kind enough to advise you. If you want to succeed in your plan, you need a boy. Giving birth to a girl will be of no use!"

"The gender doesn't matter. I have my children because I love them, not because I want to baby-trap someone into marriage!" Clara retorted.

"Come on, you can't fool me with that," Queenie replied.

Clara gave up explaining herself to Queenie. With Queenie's strong bias, her efforts would be futile.

"Since we’ve happened to meet each other again, why don't we exchange phone numbers? Maybe we can hang out again sometime!" Queenie said, taking out her phone. "What's your phone number?"

After hesitating, Clara gave her phone number. Although she did not click with the current Queenie, refusing to give her phone number seemed a lit