Female Novel
Chapter 1363
Old Mr. Jefferson raised his cane again. “Do you really need to be so fastidious?”
Logan wasn’t fastidious. Rather, he was truly afraid. People always say that the first trimester isprecarious, so one has to be exceedingly careful. I don’t even dare to speak loudly to Lola now, yetDad wants to set off firecrackers? He vehemently opposed.
Disregarding his opposition, Old Mr. Jefferson went upstairs in search of Lola and told her that they’dlike to celebrate with some firecrackers and fireworks, asking whether it was okay with her.
Lola naturally knew what he meant by the so-called celebration, so she instantly nodded. “Sure.”Everyone is happy, and they want to express it through such a method, so it’s fine. While she felt ratherembarrassed to have a celebration just because she was pregnant, a bun in the oven was truly amomentous occasion to the Jeffersons considering their resignation of Logan never getting married orhaving a child.
Old Mr. Jefferson turned and shot Logan a glare. “Fortunately, it isn’t you who’s pregnant. If the babywere in your stomach, you’d probably sew our mouths shut.”
His face scrunching into a tense mask, Logan stared at Lola. “Are you sure it’s okay to set offfirecrackers when you’re pregnant? Will it scare you?”
Lola truly wanted to cover her face with both hands. Is this guy an idiot? What’s there to be scared of?
Logan then continued, “Even if you’re not afraid, what if the child gets frightened? Such a racket isterrifying.”
At this, Lola didn’t even feel like seeing him anymore. No matter how much common sense he lacks,he can’t be ignorant of the fact that the firecrackers won’t suddenly be set off next to me, so what’sthere to be terrified of?
Old Mr. Jefferson didn’t want to argue with Logan anymore. “Never mind, I don’t want to talk to anidiot.” Having said that, he then slowly stalked away with a hint of smugness.
This was no joke to Logan, so after Old Mr. Jefferson had left, he sat on the edge of the bed and tookLola’s hand. “Are you sure it’s okay? Firecrackers emit such a booming noise that I’m afraid it’ll affectyou.”
Lola initially wanted to laugh, but she couldn’t quite bring herself to do so as she gazed at his solemnexpression now. Lifting a hand, she touched his face. “Why are you so adorable?” Taking his hand, sheplaced it on her stomach. “This little peanut probably won’t even be visible on a B-scan. It’s too tiny, soit doesn’t have any perception of the outside world. Don’t worry. Even if the sky explodes at thismoment, it won’t affect him in any way.”
Logan caressed her stomach gently. “But I just worry.” There’s a tiny life in her stomach, after all, so myunderstanding of life states that I’ve got to protect it wholeheartedly.
Lola’s heart softened. “Don’t worry. Actually, kids are even stronger than we give them credit for.They’re not that fragile.” At this, Logan sighed and said nothing further.
Everyone in the Jefferson Family as well as Mr. and Mrs. Hunt had dinner at Jefferson Mansion, so itwas naturally lively with so many people. Lola had been suffering from a lack of appetite previously, butas she sat at the dining table and stared at the dozen or so dishes on the table today, she instantly
started salivating. Beside her, Logan urged, “Tell me what you want to eat. I’ll take the ones you can’treach.” novelbin
At the side, Lorraine tsked. “I just loathe eating with Logan. Did you all notice that he kept shootingdaggers at me when I took a few prawns the previous time we ate together? I had no idea why he didthat at first, but I later learned that Lola loved eating prawns as well.”
Startled, Lola then gave an embarrassed chuckle. Conversely, Logan shamelessly admitted, “I glaredat you several times then, but you just didn’t get it.”
At the side, Lynett made a long sound of understanding. “No wonder you asked the kitchens to preparean extra plate of prawns when they were cooking today. I was wondering why you did that since youusually don’t favor it all that much, yet you carried the dish out yourself.”
Everyone else at the table laughed. Raising a hand, Old Mr. Jefferson pointed at Logan while directinghis words to Mr. and Mrs. Hunt. “I’ve raised this brat for almost 30 years, yet he has never treated mewith such reverence.”