Abigail murmured, "We've already told the others. When the time comes, just be there for me, and we'll get through it. Don't be like Cameron."
"When you're pregnant, I won't even go to the company." Sean reached out and gently touched her stomach. "It's amazing to think that such a small and flat place will nurture and grow a little one."
Abigail held his hand, feeling his love deeply. "Are you excited about it?"
"I haven't really thought about it. The only thing on my mind is you," Sean replied, kissing her lips once more.
It wasn't long before they finished doing the deed and drifted off to sleep.
The following morning, Abigail and Sean returned to the Pearson Residence.
Josh was preparing to take Larry to Pendorf, and all the gifts were ready.
"Ask Abby if there's anything else we need to bring." Lawrence reminded him.
"It's almost done. I can't carry too much on my own," Josh said, holding Larry in his arms with a specially bought baby carrier.
Scarlett looked at Larry, reluctant to see him go. "Don't stay away for too long. Dad and I will miss you."
"Okay." Josh nodded. If it weren't for the two elderly folks wanting to see him, he wouldn't want to leave either.
For his sister's happiness, there was no harm in making the two elderly folks happy with Larry.
There was a sound at the door. Lawrence looked over and saw Abigail and Sean, immediately asking, "Why are you back so soon?"
"There was something that came up last night, so we came back early. Today we're heading to Pendorf with Josh." Abigail walked in. Passing by Josh, she reached out and pinched Larry's cheeks.
Lawrence glanced at Abigail, then at Sean, feeling that Larry didn't need to be involved.
It seemed like Sean was once again enchanted by his daughter.
"Have you had breakfast?" Scarlett naturally noticed Sean's special affection for Abigail.
"Not yet. We just got back and are about to have breakfast," Abigail replied.
Sean cleared his throat and said, "Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Pearson."
Lawrence nodded. "Have breakfast before you head back."
"Okay." Sean looked slightly embarrassed.
Scarlett smiled, her eyes twinkling. "What would you like to eat, Sean?"
"I'll have whatever she's having." Sean smiled, looking at Abigail.
"Then let's have pasta. Come and try my mom's pasta," Abigail said mysteriously.
Sean raised an eyebrow, quite intrigued. "Alright, let's see how it tastes."
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