?<strong>Chapter 318:</strong>


    His gaze hardened as he met Billie’s increasingly furious expression. After a moment, he sighed and softened his tone, though the edge of irritation remained. “Carrie and I are trying to have a baby now. Please stop bringing up things that don’t matter.”


    Billie’s face momentarily stiffened, her anger easing just a bit, though she still looked wary and unconvinced. She shot a sideways nce at Kristopher. “Is that so? Are you trying to distract me by talking about children? Is this your way of shutting me up because I’m getting on your nerves?”


    Kristopher stretched his long legs out with casual ease and replied nonchntly, “How could I lie about something like that? In three months, it’ll be obvious. If I were lying now, it’d only lead to more problemster.”


    Kailee pouted, grumbling in a small voice, “There are enough women lining up to have your kids to fill a stadium. Why does it have to be her?”


    Kristopher arched an eyebrow. “Because she’s my wife. Her child would be the rightful heir to the Norris family. Any other woman’s child would be seen as illegitimate—something that could create a scandal and hurt the stock price of Norris Group.”


    Kailee sighed in frustration, clutching a cushion tightly as she fell quiet. Billie’s expression darkened. “Pregnancy isn’t something that just happens…”


    Suddenly, she seemed to remember something and swiftly grabbed her phone, sending a voice message. “Mrs. Quinn, do you still have those supplements your daughter-inw was taking?”


    Kristopher was at a loss for words. “Mom, do you really think so little of me? Do I look like I need supplements to have a child?”


    “What do you know?” Billie kept her eyes fixed on the screen. “It’s not for you, it’s for her. Shees from a small town, so I’m just worried about her health.”


    Kristopher nced over toward the figure in the kitchen. She was, indeed, too thin. If they were going to have a child, she needed to be properly nourished first.


    “Dinner’s ready,” Carrie announced as she appeared from the kitchen, holding a bowl.


    Upon seeing Carrie, Kailee lost her appetite. She set the cushion aside, made an excuse, and quickly left.


    At dinner, for the first time, Billie disyed some kindness toward Carrie, serving her food multiple times. Carrie was caught off guard and nced toward Kristopher, seeking his help.


    “Eat more, it’s good for you,” Kristopher said in a calm tone, adjusting his position. His foot identally brushed against Carrie’s slender calf. Kristopher, unable to stop himself, nudged her leg fondly.


    Carrie shot him a sharp look, then subtly shifted her chair away. If Billie saw, she would undoubtedly me Carrie for being inappropriate, while Kristopher, of course, would never be at fault.


    Kristopher ate slowly, keeping hisposure and pretending not to notice anything.


    “You need to eat more, you’re too thin,” Billie said, brushing aside their quiet exchange, her concern obvious, though her tone was a bit stiff.


    Carrie responded quietly, “I know, Billie.”


    The meal continued in an ufortable silence. Once dinner was finished, Carrie stood to clear the table, but Billie quickly intervened. “Let the staff take care of it. You two should get some rest.” Her voice stayed tense.


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