Next One Is a Babe Chapter 1182

However, it seemed that Logan didn’t believe her, for he still came early in the morning to wait for her.

Exasperation clouded Lola’s face when she caught sight of him leaning against the car and puffing

away when she came downstairs. Are my words so deceptive that he doesn’t believe me at all?

When she climbed into the car, she saw that he’d already bought breakfast. Smiling, she opened the

bag that contained their breakfast, finding milk and soy milk inside. Then, she inserted both straws, but

Logan had already started the car. She was all too aware of his intentions, but still, she raised the milk

and brought it to him in slight exasperation.

The corners of his lips lifting, Logan turned his head slightly and took a sip of the milk in her hand.

Subsequently, Lola took out the buns he bought and held one in each hand, eating one herself while

feeding him the other.

A sense of bliss filled Logan at this moment. She’s never once catered to my whims so much in the

past!

Throughout the drive, the two of them got along much better than the previous time, even making some

innocuous jokes while en route. For instance, they postulated how miserable Lola’s life would be if

she’d truly gotten together with Shawn. Then, they also imagined how miserable Jasmine’s life would

be if Logan had married her. Chatter and laughter abounded all the way.

When the car came to a stop in front of the Hunts’ abode, Mrs. Hunt was already waiting there. She

recognized Logan’s car, so her expression was one of astonishment when she saw them alighting from

the car together. “You came as well, Logan?”

Smiling, Logan greeted her before explaining, “I’m worried to have Lola return alone.”

When this remark reached her ears, Mrs. Hunt instantly beamed. She had a good impression of him in

the first place, so she was all the more impressed upon hearing this. Then, she quickly ushered them

into the house for a rest.

At this, Lola guffawed. “How tired could we be when we spent the entire journey here on our butts?”

Stepping forward, Mrs. Hunt slapped her shoulder. “Hey, you might not be tired, but Logan is tired. You

could’ve dozed for a bit on the way here when you were feeling sleepy, but he had to be really focused,

you know?”

Lola hurriedly nodded. “Yeah, yeah, alright. Everything you say is right.”

Mrs. Hunt rolled her eyes at her. When the three of them entered the courtyard together, Mr. Hunt

spotted them at once. Rushing out, his smile was even brighter than Mrs. Hunt’s. “I just knew that you’d

be coming today, Logan!”

Lola looked at her father in mild exasperation. Indeed, he’d been calling her the past few days, asking

her whether Logan would be coming with her. She truly didn’t understand why he was so enthusiastic

to have Logan coming back with her when visiting her grandmother’s grave was an extremely personal

matter; an outsider usually wouldn’t be welcomed.

The moment Logan heard that, he chortled and strode over to Mr. Hunt. “I just knew that you must be

missing me, so I hurried over.”

Behind him, Lola’s face contorted. This fella truly isn’t afraid that he’d be struck by thunder. How dare

he fabricate wild tales the moment he opens his mouth?!

When they’d entered the house, Mr. Hunt then asked Logan whether he’d eaten on the way here, to

which he promptly answered, “Yes, yes. I ate with Lola in the car.”

But upon seeing that it was almost noon, Mr. Hunt urged Mrs. Hunt to prepare lunch quickly, telling her

to cook everything he’d prepared in advance. Chortling, Mrs. Hunt said, “Your father was somehow

dead certain that Logan would be coming as well, so he prepared a veritable feast.”