Logan went over and opened the cover. “Just a little. You can only eat a few bites, remember?”
Lola impatiently snatched the spoon from him. “Yes, yes.”
Then, she proceeded to dig up a huge spoonful, whereupon Logan quickly stilled her hand. “Slow down. If you eat
such a big bite, your stomach won’t be able to take it.” Dipping his head, he ate half the spoonful of ice cream
before humming thoughtfully. “You can only eat this much in a bite.”
Lola rolled her eyes at him, instantly switching over from her docile demeanor earlier. Amused at her expression,
Logan guffawed. “You’ve got two sides to you, huh?”
Subsequently, Lola ate two bites of ice cream. It was indeed too cold, so she couldn’t quite stomach it though it was
also mainly because she was a tad worried that it might affect the baby. Thus, she put the spoon down. “Let it thaw
for a bit first. I’ll eat it later.”
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headboard. “I feel like eating strawberries.”
“I’ll buy some. I’ll buy whatever you want to eat.” Logan didn’t find it troublesome at all. As soon as he’d finished
speaking, he got up to leave, but Lola hurriedly called after him. “I’m not craving it all that much, so don’t go first.”
She found herself rather demanding, and she’d only now realized that she’d be utterly humiliated if the result were
to turn out negative
Logan stood by the door. “I’ll go and buy some now if you want to eat it. If I don’t do so right away, you might not
want to eat it anymore later.” Lola beckoned him over. “I’m not craving it now, so come over here. I want you to
keep me company.” Upon hearing that, Logan finally turned around and walked back to the bed. Lola tugged at his
arm and pulled him down to the bed. Then, she nestled into his embrace. As though scooping up a child, Logan
heaved her onto his lap. “Are you still feeling unwell?” Lola shook her head. “Nope. I’m feeling much better now
that I’m home.” Indeed, she looked much better from her countenance. Burrowing into him, she then closed her
eyes. Downstairs, both the Jeffersons and Hunts were still gathered, discussing the changes in the menu now that
Lola was pregnant. Earlier, Logan came back while hiding ice cream and even secreted a carton upstairs, thinking
that no one saw it, but everyone’s eyes were sharp. They merely pretended not to see anything since Lola must
have suffered much on the way back. Besides, she was in the early stages of pregnancy, so it wouldn’t have much
of an effect if she only had some. However, some restrictions were inevitable as the pregnancy progressed.
Considering Logan’s indulgence of her, he’d definitely give her whatever she wanted, so everyone needed to keep
an eye on this. Mr. and Mrs. Hunt had always gone along with her wishes as well, but in this matter, they were of
the same opinion as the Jeffersons. Mrs.
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Hunt nodded. “Yes, we can’t allow Lola free rein. She doesn’t know anything, so she’ll surely eat whatever she
pleases.” “Since they’d be living in their own house, you’ve got to keep an eye on things, Mr. and Mrs. Hunt. I’ll hire
a maid, but they definitely won’t listen to her, so you’ve still got to supervise for a bit. What do you think about
this?” Lorraine suggested at once. Mrs. Hunt waved a dismissive hand. “There’s no need for a maid. No, no, it’s not
necessary. Her father and I don’t have much to do, so we’ll be fine taking care of her. My daughter isn’t such a
pampered person, so she might feel uncomfortable instead with a maid in her house.” Lorraine nodded after a
moment’s contemplation. “Alright, then. But you must tell me if you need any help, and I’ll then hire someone.”
Lola’s blood test result came out at night, and she was indeed pregnant. Old Mr. Jefferson was like a dog with two
tails, on cloud nine after truly receiving the result albeit having guessed that she was with child earlier. He had
someone buy back firecrackers and fireworks, declaring that they were going to celebrate. Logan, however, was
slightly apprehensive. “What if you scare my son with such a racket?”