Chapter 1448 - 1450: He’s Not the Only One for Her!

"Then save your breath and shut up!"

Lillian Spencer detested being questioned by others. Frank Mitchell? Who does he think he is to question her decision?

Frank Mitchell snorted, a trace of defiance mixed into his expression, then turned and left.

Lillian Spencer clenched her fists. Thomas Shannon, should I say you’re lucky, or just out of luck?

She smiled coldly and turned back to the study room, pressing the intercom, "Send J to my study room."

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Country F.

Sophie Sullivan held a cup of warm milk, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching the snowflakes flutter outside.

Suddenly, she froze for a moment, then promptly called for the servant and handed the milk to them.

She looked down, gently touching her round stomach, "Little baby, are you awake? Are you greeting Mommy?"

Inside her stomach, the little fellow started stretching and kicking again, the force not small at all.

Sophie Sullivan smiled, suddenly frowning, "Mommy is so gentle, why didn’t you inherit a bit of my essence?"

She leaned on the servant, slowly returning to the sofa to sit down, "You take after your violent Daddy."

After that, Sophie immediately spat, "Mommy takes back what I just said, you didn’t hear anything, alright?"

Gaby lay on the sofa, his big head cautiously rubbing against her stomach.

Sophie pushed Gaby away with one hand, "Gaby, the little baby is still weak, you can’t touch."

Gaby obediently lay on the sofa, his tiger eyes constantly staring at her stomach as if it contained hidden treasures.

His heart itched, but he dared not move.

It’s just a few months until the due date. As her stomach grows bigger day by day, her movements are becoming increasingly cumbersome.

She feels like a chubby bear, clumsy in everything she does.

"Dear!"

Lucifer’s voice arrived before his person did, as he rushed in eagerly.

"Lucifer, what’s hiding behind you?"

"Guess." Lucifer intentionally kept her in suspense.

Sophie was too lazy to guess, she reached out to grab but Lucifer, worried that her aggressive movement might affect the child in her stomach, relented, "Alright alright, I’ll stop teasing you."

Lucifer took out a shopping bag, opened it, and brought out two sets of pink clothes.

"Aren’t they cute?"

Sophie Sullivan touched here and there, extremely pleased, "Lucifer... what if it’s a boy?"

A boy wearing pink?

With one hand formed into a loose fist at the corner of her mouth, she chuckled lightly, "Don’t you prefer girls? What if they’re two little Cecilias?"

With that, Sophie was overjoyed, hugging the two sets of baby clothes, unable to let go.

"Yes, just like two little Cecilias!"

After Lucifer sat down, one hand rested on her round stomach, "Did the little baby give you any trouble today?"

"Yes, he was just greeting me earlier." Sophie nodded, her face shining with motherly love, recounting the glorious antics of the little ones.

After talking for a while, Sophie noticed Lucifer’s unusual silence.

She narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, poking his handsome face with her slender index finger, "Lucifer, something on your mind?"

"Tomorrow is Country A’s Spring Festival; has Thomas Shannon called you?"

Sophie’s smile froze at the corner of her mouth. She pressed her lips, carefully folding the two sets of baby clothes, "Why bring up such a buzzkill?"

If he wants to reach out or not, not reaching out is even better!

It’s not like she can’t live without him!