Keaton Huber chuckled. "I didn''t do a thing. They are just good judges of character. They saw right through to my amazing core!"


    Winona Newsom''s lips curved into a cold smile. "Aren''t you embarrassed saying that? Don''t you know what you''re really like?"


    "Handsome, a great guy, and a hit with thedies!" Keaton dered.


    Winona rolled her eyes, too tired to even argue. Then, remembering something, she pulled out her phone and opened the map. "We''re going here first."


    Keaton nced at the screen. "What for?"


    "Jess is staying with you, right? I''m going to pick up some treats for her. This shop specializes in prenatal desserts-they''re delicious and safe.."


    Keaton''s eyes narrowed. "Why are you sucking up to Jess?"


    Winona shot him another re. "It''s not sucking up. Jess and I are good friends."


    Keaton muttered, "Anyone who didn''t know better would think you have a crush on me and you''re trying to win over my family."


    Winona was speechless. "Oh, please! Get over yourself! I do not like you!"


    "..." The two of them bickered their way to the dessert shop.


    The shop was quiterge, with a warm and cozy decor. Even the lighting was a soft, warm hue.


    Seeing Winona and Keaton, a clerk greeted them enthusiastically. "Hello, wee!" Both were wearing sunsses and masks, so the clerk didn''t recognize them.


    "We''d like to buy some desserts," Winona said.


    The clerk warmly led them inside. "Is this the first time for you and your husband, ma''am?"


    Husband and ma''am?


    Both of them pressed their lips together, each waiting for the other to exin. As a result, neither did, making it seem like they were agreeing.


    The clerk smiled.


    "The missus isn''t


    showing yet, you must be in the early stages. Are you newly pregnant? For the first trimester, d rmend the desserts over here. The second trimester options are over there, and the third trimester ones are further down."


    After her introduction, the clerk didn''t forget to add apliment. "You''re both so good-looking. Your baby is sure to be beautiful."


    Winona: "..."


    Keaton: "..."


    They both decided it wasn''t worth the effort to exin. Winona quickly picked out a few desserts, paid, and they left.


    Neither of them noticed a woman in the corner who had been staring at them the whole time. She had secretly taken photos and even a video.


    Soon, the photos were on Janelle''s phone, along with a voice message. "Mrs. Huber, take a look. Isn''t that your eldest son?"


    Janelle looked. It was Keaton and Winona! She quickly replied, "That''s Keaton! Where did you see them?"


    "At a dessert shop for pregnant women," the other person said.


    Janelle bolted upright in bed, her voice a sharp crack over the phone. "What did you say?"


    Her loud voice startled Richard Huber. She hadn''t eaten or drunk anything all day because of the incident with Winona and Richard had been staying home with her. Jessamine Huber had also been there during the day, only leaving in the evening.


    Richard walked to the bedside. "What''s all this about?"


    Janelle ignored him. When Richard tried to ask again, Janelle snapped, "Just be quiet for a second!"


    After snapping at him, she started


    voice call with the other person. "Mrs Wace, could you tell me the details? What do you mean, a dessert shop for pregnant women?"


    Mrs. Wace chuckled. "You''re about to have a grandchild! Why didn''t you share such wonderful news with everyone? Afraid we''d expect an invitation to a party?"


    A grandchild?!


    Richard''s expression changed instantly. He pricked up his ears to listen intently. "!"


    Janelle''s heart pounded, her breathing uneven. She forced herself to suppress her excitement and asked, "Mrs. Wace, what''s this about a grandchild?"