Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

“You scared me. Here I was, thinking that both of you are progressing so quickly,” Freya said with a grin.

Forrest frowned and asked with a low voice, “ Since you have an upset stomach, do you want to go for an ultrasound scan?”

“…No need. Perhaps I’m just a little hungry.” Jessica had no choice but to continue lying.

“Let’s go in and eat something.” Forrest thought it was probably because she was busy with work at noon and did not have a proper meal. Hence, he held her hand and walked into the villa.

Jessica quickly greeted Mrs. Lynch and Mr. Lynch. “Hi, Mrs. and Mr. Lynch.”

“They’re not strangers anymore. They’re your dad and mom.” Forrest reminded her with an impassive look and tone, as though he was describing the weather today.

Knowing his personality left Mrs. Lynch, Mr. Lynch, and Jessica, who were all in the living room, feeling awkward.

He should, at least, give them some breathing space instead of expecting Jessica to call his parents ‘Dad’ and ‘Mom’ as soon as she entered the villa.

Freya was particularly speechless. After rolling her eyes at her brother, she chuckled to ease the atmosphere. “That’s right, since both of you are married, I should call you Sister-in- law from nowon.”

Lynch and Mrs. Lynch found it strange. After all, Freya and Jessica were relatives, and Freya

had become Freya’s

Alas, this relationship…

did you marry my

something out. After that, he took a plate and opened a packet of biscuits. “Eat

fixed her eyes on her obsequious son, thinking that her eyes were deceiving her. Her son had always been as cold as ice. Even in the summer, she would not have to switch on the air conditioner whenever he was by her side. “It’s not even 6: 00 p.m. yet. The servants have just started

on some snacks.” Jessica promptly took a

them.” Forrest reminded her resolutely

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stuff herself with food on her first visit? What was more, they were still not too fond of her as a daughter-in-law. Even if she was

when he noticed that she was quiet. Then, he looked down

sensation on her fingers when she ate fruits. Sure enough, that habit

affection aura. The Lynch family could not