Next One Is a Babe Chapter 1362

Logan went over and opened the cover. “Just a little. You can only eat a few bites, remember?”

Lola impatiently snatched the spoon from him. “Yes, yes.”

Then, she proceeded to dig up a huge spoonful, whereupon Logan quickly stilled her hand. “Slow

down. If you eat such a big bite, your stomach won’t be able to take it.” Dipping his head, he ate half

the spoonful of ice cream before humming thoughtfully. “You can only eat this much in a bite.”

Lola rolled her eyes at him, instantly switching over from her docile demeanor earlier. Amused at her

expression, Logan guffawed. “You’ve got two sides to you, huh?”

Subsequently, Lola ate two bites of ice cream. It was indeed too cold, so she couldn’t quite stomach it

though it was also mainly because she was a tad worried that it might affect the baby. Thus, she put

the spoon down. “Let it thaw for a bit first. I’ll eat it later.”

Logan hurriedly moved the carton of ice cream aside. Lola then returned to the bed and leaned back

against the headboard. “I feel like eating strawberries.”

“I’ll buy some. I’ll buy whatever you want to eat.” Logan didn’t find it troublesome at all. As soon as he’d

finished speaking, he got up to leave, but Lola hurriedly called after him. “I’m not craving it all that

much, so don’t go first.” She found herself rather demanding, and she’d only now realized that she’d be

utterly humiliated if the result were to turn out negative.

Logan stood by the door. “I’ll go and buy some now if you want to eat it. If I don’t do so right away, you

might not want to eat it anymore later.”

Lola beckoned him over. “I’m not craving it now, so come over here. I want you to keep me company.”

Upon hearing that, Logan finally turned around and walked back to the bed. Lola tugged at his arm and

pulled him down to the bed. Then, she nestled into his embrace. As though scooping up a child, Logan

heaved her onto his lap. “Are you still feeling unwell?”

Lola shook her head. “Nope. I’m feeling much better now that I’m home.” Indeed, she looked much

better from her countenance. Burrowing into him, she then closed her eyes.

Downstairs, both the Jeffersons and Hunts were still gathered, discussing the changes in the menu

now that Lola was pregnant. Earlier, Logan came back while hiding ice cream and even secreted a

carton upstairs, thinking that no one saw it, but everyone’s eyes were sharp. They merely pretended

not to see anything since Lola must have suffered much on the way back. Besides, she was in the

early stages of pregnancy, so it wouldn’t have much of an effect if she only had some.

However, some restrictions were inevitable as the pregnancy progressed. Considering Logan’s

indulgence of her, he’d definitely give her whatever she wanted, so everyone needed to keep an eye on

this. Mr. and Mrs. Hunt had always gone along with her wishes as well, but in this matter, they were of

the same opinion as the Jeffersons. Mrs. Hunt nodded. “Yes, we can’t allow Lola free rein. She doesn’t

know anything, so she’ll surely eat whatever she pleases.”

“Since they’d be living in their own house, you’ve got to keep an eye on things, Mr. and Mrs. Hunt. I’ll

hire a maid, but they definitely won’t listen to her, so you’ve still got to supervise for a bit. What do you

think about this?” Lorraine suggested at once.

Mrs. Hunt waved a dismissive hand. “There’s no need for a maid. No, no, it’s not necessary. Her father

and I don’t have much to do, so we’ll be fine taking care of her. My daughter isn’t such a pampered

person, so she might feel uncomfortable instead with a maid in her house.”

Lorraine nodded after a moment’s contemplation. “Alright, then. But you must tell me if you need any

help, and I’ll then hire someone.”

Lola’s blood test result came out at night, and she was indeed pregnant. Old Mr. Jefferson was like a

dog with two tails, on cloud nine after truly receiving the result albeit having guessed that she was with

child earlier. He had someone buy back firecrackers and fireworks, declaring that they were going to

celebrate.

Logan, however, was slightly apprehensive. “What if you scare my son with such a racket?”