Richard agreed, "Me too! I feel fantastic!"
In the next room, the moment Keaton saw his parents, he sat up straight, bracing himself for the inevitable fallout. He greeted them cautiously, “Dad, Mom."
Richard had returned to his benevolent father persona. "Rx, we''re not here to yell at you. Son, you''re a lucky man to have Winona. You better treat her right from now on. If you dare upset her, your mother and I will have your hide!"
Janelle was also all smiles. "My dear son, how are you feeling today? Is your appetite back?"
Keaton was stunned. He''d gone from the family troublemaker to ''my dear son'' again?! Did Winona really manage to talk them around?! Good Lord, how did she do that?
Keaton shot a subtle nce at Winona. Their eyes met for a second before she quickly looked away, ignoring him.
Keaton awkwardly pulled his gaze back and asked Janelle, "Mom, you''re not angry with me anymore?"
Janelle said with a smile, "Not at all. Seeing as you found your mother such a wonderful daughter-inw-to-be, I forgive you!"
Richard chimed in, "And your dad forgives you too!"
Keaton blinked. "?!"
Daughter-inw-to-be?!!
Winona cleared her throat and shot him a pointed look. Only then did Keaton remember her n to ''continue pretending to date.'' He looked at Winona with sheer gratitude. The Beatrix situation was a mess, but his parents were the main event. He was endlessly thankful that she had managed to calm them down.
After breakfast, Tarquin left to pick up Elysia, and Winona convinced Richard and Janelle to go home and rest. They didn''t really want to leave but, fearing they''d be third wheels, they eventually did.
The room was left with just Winona and Keaton...
Winona still felt a little awkward. She sat on the sofa, looking down at her phone, with no intention of talking to Keaton. She was only staying to wait for Beatrix, not to take care of him.
Keatony weakly in bed, staring at her. He''d had a mysterious appetite this morning and eaten a lot, only to throw it all up shortly after. Now he lookedpletely drained, pale and weak.
Feeling ufortable under his gaze, Winona finally spoke up. "If you have something to say, just say it."
Keaton''s expression was sincere. "I''m in your debt forever, Winona. Seriously, name your price."
Winona pursed her lips. “That''s not necessary."
Keaton immediately replied, "Don''t be so quick to refuse. There''s a lot I can do, you know."
Winona went back to her phone, ignoring him. “.....”
Keaton tried to make conversation.
"Hey, Winona, I''m really curious.
How did you get my parents back on beard? Just telling them we''re
dating couldn''t have made them that happy, right? Not when they''re so obsessed with having a grandchild."
Winona didn''t even look up. "I told them that if Beatrix is really carrying your child,
I''d talk to her and make sure she has it."
Keaton was surprised. "You''re that confident? How are you going to talk to her?" Winona went silent again. "..."
Keaton pestered her. "So what if the baby in her belly isn''t mine?"
Winona started to say, "If it''s not yours, then I''ll..." She choked on her words.
Keaton stared at her with wide, curious eyes. "?"
Winona frowned. What had she said back then? If the baby wasn''t Keaton''s, she would have one for him! Oh God, was she insane?! What had she been spouting?!
Seeing her expression shift, Keaton pressed, "If it''s not mine, you''ll what? Finish your sentence. Don''t leave me hanging."
Winona scowled, snapping at him irritably, "Why do you have so many questions? You''re a grown man, stop being so nosy! It''s annoying! I''ve never met a guy who talks so much! Nobody''s going to forget you have a voice if you stop talking for a mínute!"
Keaton was baffled. Why was she suddenly so angry? She went from calm to furious in a split second. He didn''t dare get angry back, so he just "Your Majesty
asked cautiously,
what did say to set you off?