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Lena furrowed her brow.
“I don’t think so,” Chris said, looking into her eyes seriously. “You’re not that type of person, Lena. Don’t
misunderstand me. I have no bias against homosexuality, but I just don’t feel that’s you. You’re into guys!”
Lena gave him a sharp look, and the blush that had just faded returned to her cheeks.
“I’m right, aren’t I?” Chris leaned in. “You’re into guys, and maybe someone like me, right?”
“You…”
Lena felt a mix of irritation and amusement. Given his naive expression, she wished she could give him a wake-up
slap.
She looked seriously into his eyes. “Chris, when did I ever say I’m attracted to women?”
“You mentioned it once, about liking Pammy…”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Are human emotions that one-dimensional? Can’t I appreciate her for other reasons? I see her like a sister. Does it
have to be romantic?”
Chris paused, struggling for a moment.
Lena stood up with a trace of amusement in her eyes. She wasn’t going to let him off the hook easily. “Done
eating?”
“Um…”
“If you’re finished, clean your own dishes and the pot!”
“What?”
Before Chris could react, Lena had vanished.
He stood there dazed, then chuckled and scratched his head. He went to wash the dishes and the pot, humming a
tune as he worked.
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Life returned to its peace after the storm passed.
The pressure was actually now on Zuko. He had to face the embarrassment his father had faced back then—
making a baby.
First, his grandparents at Southeast Aciatic bombarded him with video calls three times a day, asking when they
would get to hold their great-grandchild. Then, his grandparents in Melorian also bombarded him with video calls
three times a day, asking the same thing.
Sometimes, there were conflicts in timing, so they just held a group video call together, which turned the urging
into a quarrel between Rowan and Janine.
“Janine! I’m talking to my grandson. Why are you meddling?”
“Hmph! Rowan, you still haven’t outgrown your annoying ways, even in your old age! Zuko is my grandson. You’re
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmthe one meddling!”
“Your grandson? Oh please, does he even have your last name?”
“But he doesn’t have yours either!”
“At least I’ve given my precious grandson a Count title. What have you given him?”
“I’ve given more! The entire Baker Group is what I’m leaving to him!”
“Fine! Since you put it that way… Zuko, I’m telling you! As long as you let me get my great-grandchild within a year,
the Irwins’ Count title will continue to be passed down! My great-grandchild will be the next little Count!”
“Grandpa, Grandma, please calm down…”
Zuko was drenched in sweat, quickly exiting the group chat.
The first time Lina saw them arguing, she was shocked. Now, she was used to it. She smiled lightly and continued to
bury herself in the stack of documents she had to deal with.
Even on her days off, she would bring unfinished work home.
Zuko looked at how earnest and diligent his wife was and suddenly felt like he had not married a wife but rather a
young toiling worker bee.
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