"Beatrice, you’re pregnant?" Titus Zane looked at Beatrice Hargrave in disbelief, his emotion was more one of happiness for her.
Beatrice nodded, her eyes downcast as she touched her flat belly, the corners of her lips upturned, "Mm, just six weeks."
After speaking, she suddenly rembered sothing, raised her eyes to look at Titus Zane, "Sister Titus, you should just call Sophie from now on, that na sounds better."
Titus Zane...
She glanced at Nicholas Croft, whose face was full of tenderness, then back to Sophie Foster, "You... you two..."
Sophie Foster tilted her face up to look at Nicholas Croft, "Yes, I ca clean to Uncle Nicholas, and, I’ve forgiven him, too."
Titus Zane was even more confused, turning to look at the man beside her, "Nathan Moore, what happened in the three years I was away?"
Suddenly Sophie Foster went from an orphan to the daughter of an entertainnt tycoon, and she even said she had forgiven Nicholas Croft...
"That’s their business; we don’t concern ourselves with it." With a few indifferent words, Nathan Moore showed his dislike for gossip.
As for Beatrice being Sophie Foster, he had actually known the first ti he t her; only Nicholas Croft himself was in a fog, unable to see clearly.
"But I want to know." Titus Zane insisted on knowing about the past, only to be hugged even tighter by Nathan Moore, the smile lurking at the corner of his downcast eyes a bit sly.
"Darling, I think the priority right now is that we have sothing more important to do."
"What?" Titus Zane didn’t understand, only to see Nathan Moore arch an eyebrow and leisurely utter two words, "Baby-making."
Sophie was only in her twenties when she had her baby; his woman was already over thirty, and they say it’s very dangerous for older won to give birth, so he had to take advantage of the fact that it was not too late and get on with baby-making.
Hearing these two words, and rembering how Nathan Moore had been taking from her incessantly these past nights, Titus Zane’s face instantly burned hot, she pouted and looked at him with bla, "Nathan Moore～"
"Behave, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about," noticing Titus Zane’s shyness, Nathan Moore lowered his gaze and coaxed her in a tender voice, "Baby-making is the most basic condition for human developnt to continue, as good citizens, we should respond actively."
Only he could talk so shalessly about such a thing with such calmness.
Titus Zane bit her lip shyly, "I’m ignoring you." With that, she wrestled free from Nathan Moore’s grip and turned towards the rented house.
Nathan Moore said to Nicholas Croft and Sophie Foster, "Big brother, sister-in-law, sorry, your brother has an important duty now, I cannot stay with you two." With that, he quickly followed after her.
On the vast stretch of beach, two people, a man and a woman, with the man catching the woman’s wrist. Shaken off, he caught it again, again and again, until finally the man lifted the woman at her waist, and she wrapped her slender arms around his neck. In their overlapping gazes, they headed back to the rented cottage together.
"Nicholas Uncle, look how happy Sister Titus and Uncle Moore look," Sophie remarked.
"Hmm," was the indifferent hum in response, Sophie Foster’s eyes continued to follow the two, but Nicholas Croft’s gaze lingered on her, as she sighed, "Ah, I wonder what reaction Sister Titus will have when she returns to T city."
An arm tightened around her waist as Nicholas Croft pulled her into his embrace, smiling helplessly, "That’s their business, Nathan will figure it out."
eting Nicholas Croft’s eyes, Sophie Foster still sounded worried, "But after all, that’s Sister Titus’ ho, if the Zane Family falls, she will surely be heartbroken."
"Little thing, you should think more about the little sprout in your belly, and also, give so thought to your husband here!" Nicholas Croft gritted his teeth and playfully tweaked Sophie Foster’s nose.
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