In the kitchen, Orlenna frowned when she heard Julian’s words.

"This damn girl, she is such a willful trouble maker! The dinner is almost ready, and then she wants to eat roasted chicken."

What a wretch girl!

Julian was not angry at all and only said, "There are two chickens in the refrigerator I prepared last time. Now, I’ll roast them. It is simple."

Last time, Margaret alone ate more than half of the chicken, only leaving a little for the two little boys, who also loved the chicken.

Orlenna often scolded Margaret for fighting over food with Andrew and Henry.

Julian rolled up his sleeves and started to make the chicken. Seeing this, Orlenna did not say anything.

Margaret was too willful, but pregnant women were indeed often so unpredictable.

When she was pregnant, she was like this, too.

Orlenna continued to wash the fish. She had built the fish pond for Hilla when she was pregnant so that she could eat fresh fish. Now, it seemed that Hilla could eat the fish when she was pregnant the second time.

Some of the chickens raised in the back mountains were eaten by some small animals. She had to ask the servant to buy more.

If Margaret gave birth, she would need to raise more chickens.

The room upstairs.

Looking at the man coming out of the bathroom, Hilla stepped forward and said, "Thanks for the fish!"

Although he did it for his sister, Bruce had caught much fish so that there was enough for Hilla and the two boys, who also loved eating fish.

Bruce took the opportunity to pull Hilla into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her lips.

As if he was still unsatisfied, the man stared at Hilla with his dark eyes, his breath becoming heavier.

"Why don’t we have another baby?" he asked.

Hilla felt the faint touch on his lips and smiled.

She raised her head and kissed the man’s lips. She pouted and said, "Aren’t you afraid of having two more sons?"

Although the probability of giving birth to twins was not high.

However, it was not impossible.

Bruce chuckled, "I don’t mind if you give birth to a football team."

It would be lively with more children at home. Although he did not mind, he was worried about her health.

After all, he could afford to raise a lot of children.

Hilla snorted coldly, and said in a delicate voice, "What an idea!"

She was not a birth machine and didn’t want to have so many children.

The two of them embraced each other as if no one was around.

The flames that were easily ignited quickly burned the entire room.

Both of them fell on the bed. Hilla felt something was wrong when they were kissing warmly.

When she opened her eyes, she instantly saw the little face on the top of her head.

A pair of pitch-black eyes were staring at them with sparkling light.

Hilla was shocked and quickly pushed the man away.

She turned around and said, "Henry, why are you here?"

Moreover, the little boy was on her bed. With a strand of his hair standing on his head, he was looking at her innocently.

It was only then that Hilla came to her senses. She pulled off the quilt and found Andrew, who was sitting at the head of the bed.

His legs stretched out under the quilt as he looked at her with bright eyes...look at the two of them.

Her two sons saw their mother and father holding and kissing each other. Although the two boys were only more than one year old, it was still very awkward!

Hilla heard that a child wouldn’t remember things before three years old. They would soon forget about this.

Bruce also saw his two sons. He could do nothing but press down his desire.

He went forward to pick up the little fellow at the head of the bed and said seriously, "Why don’t you bring your brother to your room to play?"

The two little boys looked at Hilla and Bruce seriously, especially Hebert, who focused all his attention on Bruce’s lips.

Looking at it carefully, and then turning to Hilla, he stretched out his hands and said, "Mom, kiss!"

If their father kissed his mother, he was afraid his mother would stop loving him.

He also wanted a kiss.

Hilla was surprised for a moment, and then she kissed the faces of the two little boys.

She curled her lips and said, "Mommy loves you."

Henry looked at Bruce again.

Hilla hurriedly added, "Mommy loves Daddy too."

Henry hugged her neck tightly and looked at Bruce fiercely, "Love the baby."

Hilla burst into laughing. She held him tightly in her arms and kissed him, telling him over and over, "Love the baby."

Andrew wanted to get free from Bruce’s arms, but his father held him tightly. He really did not like his father.

In the dining room downstairs.

Delicious food was served.

Ever since Margaret was pregnant, every meal became a big feast with many delicious dishes.

Hilla wanted to lose weight, but she admitted failure in front of the wonderful food.

As for Margaret, who didn’t need to worry about losing weight, she ate heartily.

Losing weight was for the future. She now had a baby in her belly. She wanted to give the baby rich nutrition. She could eat whatever she wanted. She could eat as much as she wanted.

Margaret took up a drumstick when Orlenna warned her, "Didn’t you say that you were going to eat all the fish today?"

Margaret sighed and muttered in a low voice, "Others can eat it. It won’t be wasted anyway."

After that, she quickly picked up some fish and gave them to the two little boys.

She even told them seriously, "Children should eat more fish. It will make you smart."

Orlenna angrily patted the back of her hand and took back the fish.

"Are you crazy? did you remove all the fish bones? What if they get choked?"

Margaret pursed her lips, feeling wronged and angry. "Mom, what are you doing? The fish I chose for them has no bones. There is no fishbone on that part of the fish."

Orlenna glanced at her, "Whether there is a fishbone or not, it needs to be checked." Margaret coldly snorted, angrily eating her rice.

Hilla put another chicken drumstick into her bowl with a smile and said, "Mom is teasing you. You can eat whatever you want. Eat more."

Margaret glanced at it and said in embarrassment, "You give me two. What about Andrew and Henry?"

This was unusual for Margaret to remember she had two nephews.

Orlenna glanced at her and did not speak.

Hilla whispered, "Julian made two chickens. This is for you only. The other one is for the two boys."

Besides, children could not eat much.

It was not easy for little children to digest meat and so they could only eat a little.

Margaret immediately smiled and happily ate her own food.

She turned to look at Julian, who was beside her, and said with a red face, "Thank you."

Looking at her innocent look, Hilla held back her laughter and didn’t say anything.

It was difficult for Margaret to say a word of thanks. Julian turned to look at her.

He wondered, "A chicken is enough to win over this woman... She was really simple!"

Orlenna removed fish bones and then gave them to the two little boys. She said, "Margaret, eat whatever you like. You won’t miss the food after you go back."

"Go back?"

Margaret was surprised and forgot to swallow the rice in her mouth.

Orlenna looked at Margaret and then at Julian.

She thought, "It turns out that the two of you haven’t made things clear yet."

She pursed her lips and said, "Christmas is over. You are already pregnant. Don’t you need to go back to the Jorgansen family and tell Julian’s parents the good news?"

Margaret immediately nodded. She wanted to hurry back and give them a surprise.

...

The day before Margaret returned to Far City.

Margaret and Hilla went to Halle’s house together.

Halle’s belly was getting bigger. There was only a month before her due date.

Although she couldn’t see Margaret off, she could invite Margaret to eat barbecue at home.

The three women surrounded the table. There was no man at home.

Hilla turned over slices of pork on the grill.

She joked, "There are three of us and two are pregnant. I am here only to do services for you."

She was simply a servant here. She had to wash vegetables, prepare meat, and wash fruits.

She had been busy all the time.

Halle smiled and touched her bulging belly, "You are not the only one. Emily helped you wash vegetables."

Without Halle’s reminder, Hilla would have forgotten that there was a little girl in this room. There were four of them.

At this time, Emily was eating potato chips and sitting obediently in front of the sofa, watching the TV.

On the TV, Page and George were jumping in the mud pit. Emily watched happily and her black eyes were wide open.

She was full of eagerness.

Hilla smiled. Emily was beautiful and cute with small braids on her head, which made her little face more delicate.

Margaret looked at Emily in the living room and was extremely envious, "If only I could have such a cute daughter like Emily."

Hilla laughed and teased, "Didn’t you want to give birth to an heir two days ago? I remember that the Jorgansen family won’t let daughters inherit their properties."

There were many rules in the Jorgansen family. The older generation was naturally conservative.

The Jorgansen Group was very big. Although Julian’s parents did not care about having a granddaughter or grandson, there were some reasons that they could not resist. The Jorgansen family would pay attention to Margaret’s belly.

Margaret rolled her eyes and muttered unhappily, "What does it matter to them? It is my baby. At most, I’ll give birth to a boy and a girl. I’ll have a son and a daughter. My mother said that I am a lucky girl."

Hilla and Halle glanced at each other. The two of them laughed together.

Halle nodded and said, "You have the best luck. You will have a boy and a girl."

Margaret proudly raised her chin and touched her belly like Halle.

She said, "Wait for me to give birth to two children, a boy and a girl. Let them be jealous."

Halle was surprised for a moment and asked, "Are you pregnant with twins?"

During the last prenatal examination, she didn’t hear Margaret say that she had twins. She didn’t think much about it at that time.

After all, it was a rare fortune for Hilla to have twin boys.

Hearing Halle’s question, Margaret snorted and said dejectedly, "No!"

When she went to the hospital for the check, it had already been two and a half months. It was clear that she didn’t have twins.

She was not as fortunate as Hilla. She only had one baby in her belly.

Margaret was a little unhappy. She got pregnant later than Hilla and had one baby, one less than Hilla.

Halle looked at Margaret’s disappointed face and smiled, "It doesn’t matter. You are so young. You can have a second child and a third child if you want."

Hilla nodded as well, "Yes, Julian won’t care about this. It’s fine as long as he treats you well. A child is the fruit of the marriage. It doesn’t matter how many children you have."

Margaret was still unhappy, "Halle, you are going to give birth to your second child. I just got pregnant. How can I give birth to a second one?"

Margaret and Halle were of the same age. They were born of the same year, but not the same month.

Halle would have two children soon. Emily was already three and a half years old. When Margaret gave birth to her second and third child, she would probably be thirty years old. It would be dangerous to have a C-section.

Halle nodded and replied, "If it is a natural delivery, you can get pregnant again in half a year."

Margaret was stunned, "So quick?"

Halle nodded her head.

Margaret gritted her teeth and decided, "Alright, I’ll have a natural delivery."

Halle and Hilla both had a C-section, so they didn’t know much about natural delivery.

To be honest, for people like them who had only given birth once, they did not have much experience.

However, when they saw Margaret full of hope and spirits, the two of them couldn’t help but smile, treating it as a well-wish.

Margaret was pregnant for the first time. Her pregnant nausea was not as serious as Riya’s.

On the contrary, she ate and drank as she liked. His appetite was even better than before.

Hilla roasted the pork as quickly as possible, but she still couldn’t keep up with the speed Margaret ate. She frowned, "Margaret, you’re putting on much weight, aren’t you?"

Margaret waved her hand and said indifferently, "My mother said that when you are pregnant, you will put on some weight so that the baby can grow well. I don’t put on much weight, only ten pounds."

Hilla was shocked and asked in surprise, "In less than three months, you have put on ten pounds. When you give birth, will you become fat like a ball?"

The baby would be so big that it was not good for the mother.

Margaret scratched her head in embarrassment and said, "Julian said that the food I ate was for me. His baby doesn’t get it at all. He told me to eat more but give the nutrition to the baby. How can I control it?"

Hilla smiled, "You really can’t control this."

Halle, who was at the side, picked up more vegetables for Margaret and said, "It’s better not to be too fat. Otherwise, a pregnant woman will get sick. Eat more vegetables."

Margaret nodded and thought, "Anyway, I love eating vegetables and meat. I am not picky."

When Horton returned, the three women and the little girl were already full.

Hilla drank some wine and leaned her head against the sofa. She felt dizzy.

She did not want to drink at first, but Bruce called to tell her that he would come to pick her up and she would not need to drive. Margaret kept persuading her. She drank too much before she became aware.

In Halle’s home, she was very relaxed.

When she was tired, she leaned against the sofa to rest.

Margaret was still pestering Halle to learn more about pregnancy.

With bright eyes, she listened to Halle very seriously. She almost wanted to take out her phone to record Halle’s words.

It turned out that having a baby required so many things. Margaret looked surprised and excited.

After going home, she would ask Orlenna to prepare them for her and send them to

Far City.

Horton took out his phone and made calls to Bruce and Julian. Soon, the two men appeared at his house together.

When Horton opened the door, he frowned at them.

Pointing to Hilla on the sofa and then glancing at Margaret, who was still talking and talking, Horton said in a low voice, "Halle is about to give birth. Can you make your women more considerate?"

"Isn’t she tired from all the chores?"

Bruce walked past Horton and went to the sofa. He picked up Hilla in his arms.

Hilla saw a familiar figure and leaned into his arms. She rubbed her head and whispered, "Headache, I drank too much."

People who were drunk would never admit they have drunk too much.

Bruce didn’t say a word and left with Hilla.

He didn’t care whether Margaret in the room would go or not, did he?