Upon hearing this, Evelyn Peary burst into laughter. Haha! I can’t believe soone in this world could actually get the better of Maxwell Peary! And the best part is, Maxwell Peary doesn’t even seem angry!
"We visited the hospital today and had a check-up."
Maxwell Peary suddenly spoke. As soon as he finished, Nia Mitchell’s face turned red.
Hearing Maxwell Peary’s words, Evelyn Peary looked at them curiously.
A hospital visit? For a check-up?
"Sister-in-law, are you pregnant?"
It was the only thing Evelyn Peary could think of. But why, after her initial excitent, did she give Maxwell Peary such a mocking look?
Maxwell Peary could already decipher the aning in her expression. She was practically accusing him of being a vile predator for getting Nia Mitchell pregnant at such a tender age.
Tsk tsk. I never thought my older brother was actually such a cradle robber.
Maxwell Peary: ...
"We went for a pre-pregnancy check-up. I’m not pregnant!" Nia Mitchell imdiately explained, bristling.
How could I let her misunderstand like this? No way, no way!
Hearing this, Evelyn Peary imdiately gave them a suggestive look.
"Pre-pregnancy check-up?" She perked up her ears, looking at Nia Mitchell. "Sister-in-law, have you decided to have kids with my older brother?"
Have kids!!!???
Nia Mitchell shook her head, blushing. Her face grew hotter and hotter, and she sat there, having lost all desire to eat.
"I’m not!" Nia Mitchell quickly denied.
"Not what?" Seeing her deny it so vehently, Maxwell Peary watched her with a steady gaze and casually inquired.
Nia Mitchell: ...
Nothing! Damn it!
"Alright, alright, we *are* planning to have a baby," she blurted out, giving up. Her huffy expression was surprisingly endearing.
Maxwell Peary’s heart skipped a beat, and he couldn’t resist leaning over to kiss her crimson lips.
Evelyn Peary: ...
Such PDA! Damn it! So that’s why my older brother has been rushing over here these past couple of days. He’s deliberately bringing his sister-in-law over to flaunt their affection!
"You two are too much! If you want to kiss, go ho and do it!" Evelyn Peary covered her face and stomped her foot. Now it was her turn to be fuming.
Hearing this, Nia Mitchell imdiately shook her head and threw herself directly into the CEO’s arms.
So scary, so scary! Evelyn Peary saw us! Why is the CEO acting like this today? He doesn’t even know to be a little discreet!
"Is it any of your business?" Maxwell Peary shot her a glare, continuing to hold Nia Mitchell in his embrace.
Evelyn Peary shook her head and left imdiately, unable to bear watching.
Seeing her leave, Nia Mitchell erged from Maxwell Peary’s embrace and lightly patted his chest.
"You’re too much!"
How could he act like that! Great. Now how am I supposed to face Evelyn Peary after this? Humph!
"Really?" Maxwell Peary chuckled, reaching out to stroke Nia Mitchell’s flushed, burning-hot cheeks. "Hurry up and eat." He smiled at her and picked up a small pork rib for her.
Nia Mitchell nodded.
"Uncle, could you please pay more attention to the setting in the future?" she asked, popping the small pork rib into her mouth. Her cheeks puffed out as she chewed, but she didn’t stop talking.
Seeing her adorable appearance, Maxwell Peary’s eyes filled with amusent.
"Mm, from now on, we’ll just focus seriously on preparing for pregnancy."
His suggestive words made the temperature of Nia Mitchell’s small face rise again.
"I don’t want to!" Nia Mitchell hit his chest again, clearly just being shy.
Maxwell Peary: ...
This Rabina Mitchell is getting quite adept at hitting .
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