Chapter 851 - 849: Mr. Long, Congratulations, You’re Going to Be a Father (10,000-Word Super Chapter)

A moment later, a teasing expression appeared on his face, and he moved his thin lips.

"Go for it, Summer Shawcross." His handsome face was full of indulgence towards her.

"..." Summer Shawcross was speechless; why did this nickname sound so strange?

But considering her dream had come true today, she didn’t bother to argue with him.

...

When Summer Shawcross’s pregnancy news was announced at The Hillside Villa, the house was in an uproar.

Especially the butler, who immediately burst into joyful tears, went to the garden to burn paper money for Noah Drexler’s mother, and shared the good news with her.

Not only that, the butler also cheerfully promised to take good care of the lady’s health and ensure the happiness and growth of the little life in her belly.

Regarding this, Summer Shawcross found it both amusing and exasperating, as she immediately thought of the various soups the butler was skilled at making.

And because of a joking remark she made at the beginning, the ordinarily busy Noah Drexler suddenly delegated nearly half his work to Flynn Hughes, moved his office to the home study, and started handling business at home every day.

He claimed it was all to accompany her.

However, Summer Shawcross found it rather distressing because ever since Noah Drexler also moved back to work from home, there were two people constantly watching her without rest every day.

One was, of course, the ever-concerned butler, and the other was Noah Drexler.

This left her with none of the little freedom she had left.

Summer Shawcross felt this kind of care was beyond what she could bear.

So, her daily task became thinking up ways to convince Noah Drexler to return to the company.

But no matter what she said, Noah Drexler showed no intention of going back; it seemed he planned to keep watching her.

After enduring the painful morning sickness, the first three months of Summer Shawcross’s pregnancy finally passed.

Accompanied by Noah Drexler, she went to the hospital for a thorough check-up. After confirming that the baby’s development was going well, Noah Drexler was slightly relieved and moved his office back to the company, though he reduced his workload significantly.

At that time, the city of Narsus had already entered winter, and the weather forecast indicated it might snow soon.

That afternoon, Summer Shawcross returned from the recording studio. Because of her sudden pregnancy, the album she was preparing for had to be postponed.

She went to the studio today to record the last two songs, after which the album would enter the production process.

The concert that Jessica planned for her also had to be postponed indefinitely.

On the way back from the studio, Summer Shawcross sat in the car, instinctively protecting her little belly with her hand.

Her previously flat belly had now developed a slight curve.

Even though her belly wasn’t that noticeable, she always liked to subconsciously touch it, as if nurturing a bond with her future baby.

As she leaned back in the car seat, holding her belly while gazing out the window in thought.

The car suddenly came to a stop, followed by Katherine Irving’s sudden voice.

"Madam, we’ve arrived at the bookstore."

Hearing this, Summer Shawcross returned to her senses, glanced at the bookstore outside the window, then nodded, opened the car door, and got out.

Because of her pregnancy, she dressed more loosely for warmth—a long off-white down coat, a pair of casual pants, and a pair of flat ankle boots.

Summer Shawcross walked into the bookstore and headed straight to the parenting section, where the shelves were lined with a variety of parenting books. Summer Shawcross stopped to carefully select them one by one.

After choosing several books and checking out, the sky outside seemed suddenly darker than before.

As she wondered about it, Katherine Irving’s excited voice suddenly came to her ears.

"Madam, it’s snowing."

As Katherine finished speaking, Summer Shawcross paused, then also lifted her head and looked up at the sky.

At that moment, a white snowflake landed on her eyelash.

She blinked her eyes, and the snowflake melted, turning into a drop of water.

"This weather makes me crave hot pot!" Summer Shawcross sighed, looking at the snowflakes falling from the sky.

Such snowy weather was perfect for hot pot.

Hearing Summer Shawcross’s words, Katherine Irving couldn’t help but cover her mouth and chuckle, then teasingly spoke to Summer Shawcross.

"Still thinking about hot pot? Aren’t you afraid the boss will get mad again when you go back?"