If you were to tell her now that Nia Mitchell and Maxwell Peary didn't even know each other before getting married,
she'd never believe it.
"What? You're talking nonsense."
What kind of public display of affection is this?
And isn't every uncle's gaze just the same?
Despite saying this, Nia Mitchell's face was full of sweetness.
She was grateful to have met Maxwell Peary in this lifetime.
She wanted to give him all her happiness.
"Okay, okay, I'm talking nonsense, but seriously, how come you've been married to him for so long and there's still no news about a baby?"
Fiona Sutton couldn't help but glance at Nia Mitchell's belly, her face full of smiles.
Uh...
Nia Mitchell's face turned red.
Why...
Why did the topic suddenly turn to this?
"We're... we're not ready yet."
Nia Mitchell stammered her explanation, though they've actually been preparing to have one.
The CEO just wouldn't give the go-ahead.
"No way? Nia Mitchell, don't tell me you don't want one?"
