Debbie put her phone away and turned to her husband.

“Find two chefs to cook dinner. Rika is pregnant with two babies. She will definitely eat a lot!"

Obediently, Carlos took out his phone and arranged for two chefs

When he was done, he remembered why he had come to her. He held Debbie in his arms and said, “Honey, I want you to know how strong I still am!

Hey, don't pinch me!

Debbie blushed and pushed him toward the living room. She glared at him, and with feigned anger, she said, "Our grandchildren will come out soon. What if they see you? Aren't you ashamed of your behavior?"

"That doesn't matter. No matter how many grandchildren we have, you will always be my little cutie." In his eyes, Debbie would always be his girl.

"Cutie?" Debbie couldn't knock off the feeling of goose bumps all over her body. Yet, the smile playing on her Lips had already said it all.

"Knock it off," she snapped.

"Ask someone to bring some fresh fish here. I'll make some soup for Rika."

“Yes, honey." Carlos had always been obedient to his wife.

In the evening, Owen drove Erica to the manor first. He didn't leave until he made sure that the CEO's wife was safe inside the house.

In the Living room, Debbie was already waiting for her. She had prepared a plate of fresh fruits, beautifully-shaped desserts and peeled nuts for her.

Seeing her come in, the older woman stopped whatever she was doing and walked towards her.

"Rika, you're here. Come and eat some fruits first."

A sweet smile threaded across Erica's lips.

“Dad, Mom!"

“sit down first." Carlos nodded in greeting.

As if she was taking care of a little baby, Debbie pulled out a chair for her and helped her sit down. Finally, she placed her hand on the young woman's already bulging belly.

“I've always been wondering why you're showing so early," she stated.

“It turns out that you're carrying twins!"

“I didn't expect that I'd be carrying two babies either. I wonder if they're two boys or girls," Erica said thoughtfully. It was still too early to figure out their gender, so everyone was free to guess.

Debbie sat down next to her and handed her a slice of melon.

“Do you want them to be boys or girls?"

“Well," she started with a pout.