“Yulia!”

“Yulia, honey.”

Elizabeth and Alyssa were startled by her sudden dash. With Alyssa’s mobility limited, Elizabeth quickly passed little

Anya into Royce’s arms, who was sitting nearby.

Elizabeth got up and hurried around the couch to check on Yulia, only to see a figure flash past her. Nathan was

already hot on Yulia’s heels. Elizabeth paused, then followed suit.b2

Alyssa watched anxiously toward the bathroom, “What in the world happened all of a sudden?”

Chloe furrowed her brow slightly, replaying the day’s events since she had seen Yulia. Her gaze finally settled on the

fruit bowl. She picked up a slice of mango and popped it into her mouth.

Mangoes can be quite the divisive fruit. Some adore them, while others can hardly stomach the flavor. But since

Yulia had chosen to eat one, it meant she wasn’t averse to mangoes. Yet, the reaction it provoked was suspicious.

The sweetness of the mango clung to her taste buds, exceptionally fragrant. As she swallowed, Chloe turned to look

at Damon, whose brow was deeply furrowed, his face clouded with a particularly nasty scowl.

Raising an eyebrow, a childish and ludicrous thought flashed through her mind. He couldn’t possibly be bothered by

this, could he? Considering how he had gloated over Nathan earlier, it wouldn’t be surprising if his petty competitive

streak was flaring up again.

With each person lost in their thoughts, Royce, suddenly left holding the child, sat back on the couch, cradling Anya

in one arm, his gaze emotionless as he examined her. Upon closer inspection, one could see a mix of surprise and

scrutiny in his eyes.

Anya hadn’t spent much time around him, and now sat quietly on his lap, looking up with wide, innocent eyes that

shimmered as she stared at Royce.

Royce’s impassivity and aloofness didn’t scare her. After a long stare-off, Anya’s mouth suddenly split into a grin,

revealing rows of tiny, bright teeth.

She propped herself against Royce’s belly, climbed up, and planted a kiss on his cheek. “Grandpa is so handsome.”

Caught off guard, a range of emotions flickered across Royce’s usually stoic face.

Grandpa?

His brow twitched. Although factual, why did he feel as if the title aged him by decades?

This little one truly was charming though, her ability to endear herself seemingly boundless.

She wasn’t like her father, who was either asking for a smack or a scolding every other day.

Grandpa it was, then. That day would come eventually.

With a slight tug at the corner of his mouth, Royce watched as Anya, after kissing him, settled down cross-legged

on his lap, facing him with a broad smile. He stretched out a hand, indulgingly pinching her rosy cheek. “If you don’t

want to smile, then don’t.”

Anya’s smile drooped slightly, her face the very picture of a well-behaved, pitiable child. “Handsome Grandpa. Is

Yulipop okay?”

Royce chuckled softly, “She’s fine.”

Anya blinked, “Really?”

“Mhm.”

Anya trusted Royce completely and beamed in relief. She gazed at Royce for a few seconds before exclaiming

happily, “Daddy, Uncle, and Grandpa, all so handsome.”

In his lifetime, Royce had only two sons and had never encountered such sweet flattery from a little girl. Her few

words had the power to bewilder even the usually composed Royce.

Handsome Grandpa, successfully charmed.

Chloe looked at Anya with a mixture of love and urgency. She truly wished for a sweet, warm, and cuddly daughter

of her own, just like Anya.

Yulia spent a while in the bathroom, getting rid of the little she had eaten for dinner.

Nathan came after her, supporting her back with his hands knotted in concern. He felt her neck for any sign of

fever but found none.

“What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell anywhere specific?”

Yulia leaned against the wall, feeling weak after vomiting. She covered her mouth and slowly stood up. “Please,

step out.” She didn’t want Nathan to be offended by the smell.

But Nathan didn’t heed her request. Seeing that she wasn’t going to be sick again, he helped her over to the sink

and turned on the tap.

Yulia bent over to rinse her mouth with water. Nathan kept soothing her, watching her every move, his brow

furrowed, his expression grave.

Elizabeth asked with concern, “You looked off during dinner too, and you barely ate. Is it that the food didn’t agree

with you? Or is there something you can’t eat?”

Yulia shook her head, “No, I’m not picky and I don’t have any food aversions. Maybe I just got car sick on the way

here.”

Elizabeth nodded, “Car sickness can be awful. Why don’t you go upstairs and rest a bit? I’ll have the kitchen keep

some broth warm for you. You can have it whenever you feel up to eating.”

Elizabeth’s care and attention touched Yulia deeply. “Thank you.”

Elizabeth sighed softly, “What’s there to thank me for? I’ve spent my life raising two sons who give me nothing but

something of themselves and

only natural for me to care and dote

awkward for Yulia to

the bathroom, a servant had already prepared some warm water.

and then head upstairs to

the hospital to have her checked out.” Nathan’s voice was

room for argument.

to look at

considered the situation and nodded, “Nathan’s right. It’s best to have

hospital.”

Yulia just got car sick, didn’t she? The back and forth could be more trouble. Why

lives right next door.” Chloe spoke in a subdued tone, a trace of an elusive smile

leaving the

at her, nodding in understanding, “Oh, that reminds me, I completely forgot about

Jane to check on

nearby responded promptly and

Yulia as they settled onto the couch. His expression

usual pushover

arched an eyebrow, shifting her position to

so demure around Nathan. It seems your little

behind closed doors,

on the sour side. Hearing her words, he shot her a glance, but

to lift.

amused, nestled closer in his arms and teased in a low

sons all mapped

lips tightened into

Nathan’s going

frosty look. “Even if she has three sons, they might not all be his. And

not even certain yet.”

your own brother. Can’t you hope for the

that way, do you? Just

and we might as well go

chuckled softly, “If it bothers you that much, we could always have

go for

at her, “At

Chloe blinked, confused, “What?”

the lowest probability of conception, to have the remaining four kids, wouldn’t we

four hundred

she was still taken aback by his words, wishing

disappear.

an early demise? Besides, why calculate using the

need that for

expressionless, and said coldly, “The twins

Chloe was flabbergasted.

If I had, I would

they shouldn’t call you Dad.

pursed slightly, and he felt a

screwed. He’d

Chloe and cleared his throat,

you like them, what’s wrong with having

slightly swollen leg, “It’s too

turned to look at him,

forehead to hers, “Let’s talk about more

and getting you back to

in the midst of everyone’s teeth-gritting annoyance

was still feeling unwell, and their blatant display of affection

arrived shortly

holding a cup of

her, then looked at Chloe, who was being clung to

approaching Yulia.

servant had briefed her on the way, so Jane squatted down, Yulia giving her a

pursed her lips, “Give me your

Yulia handed it over.

checked her pulse, casually asking, “How long have you been

“Just now.”

“About a week.”

response was Elizabeth, cut

second was

Elizabeth paused, “What?”

well these past few days, but this is

then at each other. When did

noticing someone else’s appetite?

Impressive!

as Elizabeth smacked Nathan on the head.

that moment, a barely noticable smile appeared

mix of anxiety and expectation in

verdict?”

an eyebrow, “She’s fine. Just make sure she’s well taken care of. In eight months, you’ll be

chubby little grandchild.”

fell silent for a

head shot up, “You mean…

“Yes, congratulations, you’re pregnant.”

“Oh my gosh!”

“Good heavens!”

Granny clasped hands, nearly jumping for joy and spinning around in

was holding Anya, looked up with a

of stunned silence, looked at Yulia and planted a firm kiss

stood up and fixed his gaze on

an eyebrow and turned her

go. That goofball

darkened in an instant, as he realized that the fool was about to

the way that’s been

always

nephew on the way. And, my two big nephews

big

guy, can’t he just chill out for once? What

a child?! Wasn’t having another

who else would turn such a happy occasion into a reason for everyone to want to punch

a character, turning a celebration into something that made people

aligned with Chloe’s. Just as they were basking in the joy

to ruin the moment, making them

take it anymore, tugged at his shirt, “Nathan,

registered Yulia’s plea. Elizabeth, on

the back. The punch landed

at him, “Is there anyone in the world more

the talent to suppress people’s happiness and

punctuated her words with two more punches on his shoulder.

to brag about… and compete

fist landed

pain, dodging and weaving in a comical

At such a moment, he still had the mood to think of

Anya, who had been watching with wide eyes,

Yulipop being pregnant

voice gentle, “Yes, Anya,

soon.”

hands together, “Wow,

be a sister.”

excited that Royce couldn’t help but smile

Anya.”

but soon her little brow furrowed

lots of brothers and sisters, huh? From

to Yulia, “How many babies does Yulipop

conversation, as all

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