My Unborn Baby Chose My Husband for Me novel Chapter 349

Since Seraphina made it clear she didn't want to get involved, Tiff dropped the subject. She linked her arm through Seraphina's, still muttering under her breath as they walked into the mall.

"I mean, think about your scumbag dad. He threw away his wife and daughter for Zelda, and now look at him. Getting completely cuckolded," Tiff said, growing more satisfied the more she thought about it.

"That's what we call karma. He deserves it!"

Seraphina offered a faint smile but didn't respond.

The two walked into the high-end baby boutique. Tiff was instantly mesmerized by all the tiny, adorable outfits. She held up a frilly pink dress, absolutely smitten.

"Sera, this is so cute! You have to buy this for the baby!"

Seraphina glanced at it, her lips twitching slightly. "My son is a boy."

"So what if a boy wears pink? It's adorable!" Tiff declared defensively.

Shaking her head in sheer defeat, Seraphina turned to browse the little dress shirts and overalls on the opposite rack.

With Little Bean's personality, if she actually brought a frilly pink dress home, he would probably roll his eyes at her for an entire afternoon.

After an hour of browsing, Seraphina picked out two cute outfits for Little Bean.

Tiff also bought herself two dresses—including the one she had been debating over yesterday—and a pair of heels, looking thoroughly satisfied.

As they strolled past L'Amour Lingerie, an ultra-luxurious lingerie boutique, Tiff suddenly grabbed Seraphina's arm and yanked her to a stop.

"Let's go in. Come on."

Seraphina stumbled slightly from the force. "What are we looking at in there? I don't need anything."

"What do you mean you don't need anything?" Tiff flashed a wicked grin. "Your Mr. Langford is so busy all the time. Don't you need to... manufacture a little opportunity?"

Seraphina flushed crimson. "What on earth is going on in that head of yours?"

"I'm thinking about your marital bliss, obviously," Tiff replied proudly.

Unable to win the argument, Seraphina was dragged inside and forced to browse.

The sales associate eagerly approached, displaying their newest arrivals—French lace, Italian silk, sheer cutouts, provocative strappy sets. Just listening to the descriptions made Seraphina's ears burn hot.

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