Both Lydia and Quincy decided to keep the pregnancy a secret for now, especially from her parents.

Lydia was particularly anxious. She feared that if her mother found out, she might cause a scene at Quincy's company.

But Lydia's frequent absences from home, along with her early departure from the Ford family banquet, had made her mother increasingly worried.

One evening, her parents had a discussion and decided to call her back home.

In the Fay family living room, Mr. Fay sat on the sofa, glasses perched on his nose, pretending to read a newspaper. In reality, he was glancing toward the door, tapping his fingers as if waiting for someone. "Now, Hubby, remember what we talked about. You can't lose your temper this time! You promised to speak kindly to our daughter, no yelling. We don't want another argument," Mrs. Fay reminded him.

"I know, I know. Let's wait until she's back," he responded, somewhat dismissively. After so many years together, Mrs. Fay was used to her husband's stubborn pride and didn't take it to heart. Suddenly, her eyes lit up as she heard the front door click open.

for you. What do you have there?" Mrs.

her mother the bag she was carrying.

fine tea. Few people knew this about him. Outsiders would rack their brains trying to figure out the perfect gift, but as his daughter, Lydia knew exactly what

to her husband, she noticed the slightest smile tugging

things," he muttered, but as he spoke, he carefully

"Now, tell me, what have you been so busy with lately? "We have our own family business, but

quickly interrupted, not wanting to hear more about the

want to continue the conversation, Mrs. Fay, who had intended to take a softer approach this time, held

careful to keep her distance from her mother, making sure she didn't get too close to her stomach. Although she wasn't visibly showing yet, Lydia didn't want

a little more

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