Next One Is a Babe

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Lola blinked. She truly didn’t mention that. However, she then hugged Logan’s arm. “Isn’t inviting me the same as inviting you? When are we ever apart?”

Still, Logan was a tad chagrined. “Sophia is truly sidelining me increasingly often.”

Lola stroked his back. “Say, why are you so petty to take offense at such a trivial matter?”

At this, Logan snorted mildly without saying anything further.

It’s not just Dad who’s getting increasingly childlike, but Logan as well!

In the morning, Logan drove Lola to Constance Residence. John hadn’t yet gone to work, so he was sitting in the living room with Sophia. Meanwhile, the child was lying in the crib, babbling slightly in a babyish voice. When Lola reached the door, she couldn’t help rushing over to the crib in a few strides. “Aw, let me see how the little guy looks now!”

Sophia was initially leaning against John, but she instantly straightened up at the sight of Lola. “Quick, quick. Come and sit over here.”

However, Lola didn’t move. Instead, she reached out and stroked the child’s face. “He’s now wholly different from when I saw him in the hospital back then.”

Beside her, Matilda nodded. “Yup, he’s really growing up every day.”

Subsequently, Logan came in with a long face. When Sophia saw him, she truly couldn’t keep her mirth stifled, so she ended up hooting in laughter. The corners of John’s lips were likewise upturned. “You’re angry, Logan?”

“Reprehensible. You’re both reprehensible!” Logan snarled.

Sophia was laughing so much that she leaned against John’s shoulder. “Ah, look at Logan’s expression. It’s just too hilarious! He must have been utterly aggrieved yesterday.”

Pursing his lips, Logan went over to the crib to look at the child first. The child’s gaze followed Lola, his pupils jet-black, looking very much adorable.

Lola originally didn’t have much cognizance toward her pregnancy, but when she saw Sophia’s child now, a different feeling vaguely flooded her. She placed her hand over her own stomach. There’s also a child in here who’ll be lying in front of me in no time with its mouth open, babbling while kicking its legs and waving its fists. It was as though something intangible was now slowly taking form in her world.

Matilda knew that Lola was pregnant, so she had a servant quickly prepare some grape juice. “This has an antiemetic effect, so drink some.”

Going over to the sofa, Lola sat down. “In the beginning, I was truly tormented.”

Sophia nodded. “It’s indeed a torture.” After saying that, she shifted her gaze to Logan. “You must be ecstatic, Logan.”

“Of course, I’m ecstatic.” Logan had admitted his feelings outright. “Just look at how jubilant John was when your child was born. I feel exactly the same as he did.”

Sophia turned and looked at John, whereupon he nodded. “It’s the same as you becoming a mother. The feeling applies for both men and women.”