“Let’s pick this one.”
Mia pointed at a room positioned between the ones her mother and father had pointed out earlier. She gave her reasons. “It’s facing the same direction as the master bedroom, so it gets plenty of sunlight. It’s not too close or too far from the master bedroom. The room is spacious and suitable for the baby. It would also be easy to remodel later on.”
Andre chuckled. “Sounds good to me.”
Andre was a man of action. After his wife had made her decision, he sent Mia the design plans for the room next day. She received over a dozen diagrams.
Andre left all the household matters to his little wife, telling her without any pretense, “If you don’t want to worry about this, you can always sweet-talk me. I won’t push you.”
There was not a hint of resistance in Mia’s eyes, only pure enthusiasm, as if she was about to embark on a grand adventure.
Andre pinched her cheek affectionately. “Go ahead, have fun.”
Mia stayed at the Irvin family home for a few days. During this period, Naomi visited twice and Hansen once. Mia was observed to be energetic and constantly on the go. Hansen thought his daughter-in-law seemed like a mythical creature who could absorb the essence of the sun, moon, and earth, never seeming to tire.
During her medical checkup, the doctor confirmed that there were no issues with her pregnancy; she was just full of energy, probably due to her youth.
Naomi asked Madison, “Did you feel this energetic when you were pregnant with Mia and Cooper?”
Madison answered, “I didn’t have her stamina.” After a pause, she added, “Andre was worried she might get bored, so he gave her a project to work on. That’s probably why she’s so full of energy.”
Construction had begun at Maplewood Estates. Due to the need for ventilation and the fact that Mia would give birth in a few months, Andre was generous with his funding for the renovation. He insisted on a quick completion.
During the day, Mia would visit various furniture stores to shop for baby furniture.
One day she was accompanied by her mother, and the next by Naomi. When the weekend came, Molly also visited her.
Unfortunately, both Molly and Mia were notorious for their driving skills, making their outings rather inconvenient.
“Mia, let’s call our nephew,” suggested Molly.
Standing at the intersection, with Molly holding an umbrella over her head, Mia had just stepped out of a store, using a promotional flyer handed to her to fan herself.
Mia answered, “But my husband doesn’t want us three to meet.”
Molly responded, “Don’t listen to your husband’s superstitions. We’re not some kind of plague. Every time we meet, something bad happens? Besides, who would dare to get in our way in this heat?”
Mia, feeling the heat, agreed. “You make the call then.”
Molly promptly contacted Leo.
Leo retorted, “I knew you wanted something when you contacted me!” Nevertheless, he arrived in no time.
Once they were in his car, Leo rolled down all the windows, letting Mia feel the heat for a bit before gradually closing them to prevent her from catching a cold from the sudden temperature change.
“Where to?” asked Leo, rather annoyed.
Molly replied, “Majestic Dining Enclave.”
Leo asked again, “Who’s paying?”
Mia answered, “You are.”
Leo slapped the steering wheel in frustration. “What the hell did I owe you in my past life?!”
Molly retorted, “I’d also like to go back to our past lives and see what you actually owe us.”
Leo, now angry, drove to the police station.
After dropping one off, Leo drove to Cedillo Inc.
Watching the two men each leading their woman away, Leo waved his hand dismissively. “Goodbye.”
Mia stood at the entrance, scratching her head in a cute manner.
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