Evelyn blew a gasket the second she heard Phoebe''s words. "Luck? Seriously? You''re still young, girl! You got 25 years before menopause hits. No way you can''t pop out a kid by then." Phoebe was left speechless as Evelyn always knew how to hit her right where it hurt.


    "I can wait 25 years, but can the Reynolds family? Whatever, I''m hanging up." Phoebe ended the call before Evelyn could get another word in.


    Phoebe plopped down on the sofa for a bit, then took the prescription to her study and locked it in her usual drawer.


    Just as she locked it, she heard Yves and Theodore chatting outside. She grabbed a book and lounged on the chaise by the floor-to-ceiling window.


    Theodore was swapping his shoes at the door when he saw Yvesing out with a trash bag, looking like she was about to bounce. He asked casually, "Phoebe back yet?"


    "Yeah, she was just in the living room. Probably in the study now," Yves replied with a smile.


    Theodore nodded. "It''s snowing like crazy out there. I''ll have Jack drive you home."@@novelbin@@


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