Chapter 132 The Kitchen Is Monitored

"You'd better go to the hospital," he said, ignoring her resistance. He put her into the car and got in. As soon as Ingrid got into the car, she was going to open the door on the other side. Orville had expected that. He grabbed her with his big hand and hugged her on his lap. "Orville! What the hell are you crazy about!" Ingrid was so angry that her brows were twitching. She was about to punch and kick him and couldn't care about her pregnancy. Orville held one of her ankles and pressed her waist, suffering her fists on his neck and chest. He frowned and sighed, "Did you call the cleaner today?" Ingrid punched his chest and was taken aback. "How do you know?" asked she. Sheila had contacted the housekeeping company on the Internet. Orville snorted, taking her punch silently. Then he took a tablet, opened a video, and said, "Check it out." Ingrid looked down at the tablet, finding it was a survei