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They didn’t have much luggage, so they disembarked from the plane right away. When they went to the airport
terminal to retrieve their luggage, Lola instantly caught sight of Mr. and Mrs. Hunt at the exit. All at once, tears
streamed down her face. Logan came over after retrieving their luggage and walked out with an arm wrapped
around her shoulder.
Mr. and Mrs. Hunt knew that they were coming back today, but they weren’t aware of the specifics. Thus, Mr. Hunt
immediately panicked when he saw Lola crying now. He fixed his gaze on Logan. “What happened?”
Logan beamed. “It’s good news, so don’t worry.”
Mrs. Hunt rushed over and stroked Lola’s head. “What good news actually made you cry?”
Lola dashed her tears. “I was just missing home, nothing more. Logan didn’t bully me.”
This wasn’t the place to talk, so they all left the airport terminal and went to the parking lot. Logan then turned and
looked at Lola. “How about going back to Jefferson Mansion first? Our family doctor is there.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter contemplating for a moment, Lola nodded. “Okay.”
Upon hearing that, Mr. and Mrs. Hunt grew a tad anxious. “What’s wrong? Why do you need to see a doctor? Are
you not feeling well?”
Lola suddenly didn’t know what to say. She just felt that she’d seem fussy no matter the kind of tone she adopted,
so she pursed her lips and said nothing for a long while.
Beside her, Logan chuckled. “Let’s all talk about it back at Jefferson Mansion.” At this, Lola nodded. “Let’s talk back
at Jefferson Mansion.” Mr. and Mrs. Hunt’s brows knitted together without easing throughout the entire drive. Traffic
was smooth, and they arrived home without having to stop at a single red light. Meanwhile, Old Mr. Jefferson was
sitting in the living room with all four young ladies of the Jefferson Family. Old Mr. Jefferson wore a long face, while
the four ladies had elation written all over their faces. When Logan walked in with Lola hand in hand, Lynett
immediately rushed over. “Quick, come over and have a seat, Lola. You must have suffered much on the way back.
Is there anything you wish to eat? Tell me now, and I’ll have the kitchens prepare it.” Lorraine, on the other hand,
lifted a hand and had a servant summon the family doctor. At this, Old Mr. Jefferson frowned. “Why are you
summoning the doctor? What utterly reprehensible thing has this brat done that it’ll even enrage me to the point of
suffering an attack?” Lorraine burst into laughter.
“It won’t enrage you to the point of suffering an attack. I didn’t summon the doctor for you, but there’s also a
possibility that you’ll pass out from exhilaration.” The moment Mr. and Mrs. Hunt heard this, they could somewhat
guess the crux of the issue. Mrs. Hunt promptly helped Lola to the sofa. “What’s wrong with you? Are you not
feeling well?” Lola placed a hand over her stomach, her expression slightly conflicted. “I’m not all that certain yet.”
Mrs. Hunt’s gaze fell on her hand, only realizing after an eternity had passed that she should be wearing a smile on
her face. “Did you take a test?” Lola nodded. “Two lines.” Mrs. Hunt clapped her hand, her gleeful expression clear
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmas day. “It’s undoubtedly true, then. That means you’re pregnant. You’re with child!” After saying that, she looked
up and glanced at Mr. Hunt before turning to look at Old Mr.
Jefferson. “Lola is pregnant!” Old Mr. Jefferson’s reaction was much slower than Mr. and Mrs. Hunt’s. His gaze was
pinned on Lola for a long while before he swung it over to Logan. Logan likewise stared at him. “Is this considered a
reprehensible thing?” It was ages before Old Mr. Jefferson finally reacted, but his first action was to snag the cane
beside him and swing it at Logan. “You brat! You were toying with me earlier, huh?” Beside him, Lysa dissolved into
laughter. “You didn’t know how much your phone call terrified Dad! He phoned us to ask whether you’d wrought
trouble, how huge a problem it was, and whether it could be settled with money. Thereafter, he’d been sitting here,
awaiting your arrival.” Logan then went over to Old Mr. Jefferson and sat down beside him, but Old Mr. Jefferson
swung his cane at him. “Why didn’t you just tell me such great news outright, you little b*stard? I was wondering
whether you’d killed someone or committed arson that’d land you in prison!” At the side, Lola couldn’t stifle her
laughter, feeling much better possibly because she was in a good mood.
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