The Returning EX (John and Sophia) novel Chapter 1363

Old Mr. Jefferson raised his cane again. “Do you really need to be so fastidious?”

Logan wasn’t fastidious. Rather, he was truly afraid. People always say that the first trimester is precarious, so one has to be exceedingly careful. I don’t even dare to speak loudly to Lola now, yet Dad wants to set off firecrackers? He vehemently opposed.

Disregarding his opposition, Old Mr. Jefferson went upstairs in search of Lola and told her that they’d like to celebrate with some firecrackers and fireworks, asking whether it was okay with her.

Lola naturally knew what he meant by the so-called celebration, so she instantly nodded. “Sure.” Everyone is happy, and they want to express it through such a method, so it’s fine. While she felt rather embarrassed to have a celebration just because she was pregnant, a bun in the oven was truly a momentous occasion to the Jeffersons considering their resignation of Logan never getting married or having a child.

Old Mr. Jefferson turned and shot Logan a glare. “Fortunately, it isn’t you who’s pregnant. If the baby were in your stomach, you’d probably sew our mouths shut.”

His face scrunching into a tense mask, Logan stared at Lola. “Are you sure it’s okay to set off firecrackers when you’re pregnant? Will it scare you?”

Lola truly wanted to cover her face with both hands. Is this guy an idiot? What’s there to be scared of?

Logan then continued, “Even if you’re not afraid, what if the child gets frightened? Such a racket is terrifying.”

At this, Lola didn’t even feel like seeing him anymore. No matter how much common sense he lacks, he can’t be ignorant of the fact that the firecrackers won’t suddenly be set off next to me, so what’s there to be terrified of?

At the side, Lorraine tsked. “I just loathe eating with Logan. Did you all notice that he kept shooting daggers at me when I took a few prawns the previous time we ate together? I had no idea why he did that at first, but I later learned that Lola loved eating prawns as well.”

Startled, Lola then gave an embarrassed chuckle. Conversely, Logan shamelessly admitted, “I glared at you several times then, but you just didn’t get it.”

At the side, Lynett made a long sound of understanding. “No wonder you asked the kitchens to prepare an extra plate of prawns when they were cooking today. I was wondering why you did that since you usually don’t favor it all that much, yet you carried the dish out yourself.”

Everyone else at the table laughed. Raising a hand, Old Mr. Jefferson pointed at Logan while directing his words to Mr. and Mrs. Hunt. “I’ve raised this brat for almost 30 years, yet he has never treated me with such reverence.”