Chapter 1360
They didn’t have much luggage, so they disembarked from the ne right away. When they went to the airport terminal to retrieve their
luggage, L instantly caught sight of Mr. and Mrs. Hunt at the exit. All at once, tears streamed down her face. Logan came over after
retrieving their luggage and walked out with an arm wrapped around her shoulder.
Mr. and Mrs. Hunt knew that they wereing back today, but they weren’t aware of the specifics. Thus, Mr. Hunt immediately panicked
when he saw L crying now. He fixed his gaze on Logan. “What happened?”
Logan beamed. “It’s good news, so don’t worry.”
Mrs. Hunt rushed over and stroked L’s head. “What good news actually made you cry?”
L dashed her tears. “I was just missing home, nothing more. Logan didn’t bully me.”
This wasn’t the ce to talk, so they all left the airport terminal and went to the parking lot. Logan then turned and looked at L. “How
about going back to Jefferson Mansion first? Our family doctor is there.”
After contemting for a moment, L nodded. “Okay.”
Upon hearing that, Mr. and Mrs. Hunt grew a tad anxious. “What’s wrong? Why do you need to see a doctor? Are you not feeling well?”
L suddenly didn’t know what to say. She just felt that she’d seem fussy no matter the kind of tone she adopted, so she pursed her lips and
said nothing for a long while.
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Beside her, Logan chuckled. “Let’s all talk about it back at Jefferson Mansion.” At this, L nodded. “Let’s talk back at Jefferson Mansion.”
Mr. and Mrs. Hunt’s brows knitted together without easing throughout the entire drive. Traffic was smooth, and they arrived home without
having to stop at a single red light. Meanwhile, Old Mr. Jefferson was sitting in the living room with all four youngdies of the Jefferson
Family. Old Mr. Jefferson wore a long face, while the fourdies had tion written all over their faces. When Logan walked in with L
hand in hand, Lt immediately rushed over. “Quick,e over and have a seat, L. You must have suffered much on the way back. Is
there anything you wish to eat? Tell me now, and I’ll have the kitchens prepare it.” Lorraine, on the other hand, lifted a hand and had a servant
summon the family doctor. At this, Old Mr. Jefferson frowned. “Why are you summoning the doctor? What utterly reprehensible thing has
this brat done that it’ll even enrage me to the point of suffering an attack?” Lorraine burst intoughter.
“It won’t enrage you to the point of suffering an attack. I didn’t summon the doctor for you, but there’s also a possibility that you’ll pass out
from exhration.” The moment Mr. and Mrs. Hunt heard this, they could somewhat guess the crux of the issue. Mrs. Hunt promptly helped
L to the sofa. “What’s wrong with you? Are you not feeling well?” L ced a hand over her stomach, her expression slightly conflicted.
“I’m not all that certain yet.” Mrs. Hunt’s gaze fell on her hand, only realizing after an eternity had passed that she should be wearing a smile
on her face. “Did you take a test?” L nodded. “Two lines.” Mrs. Hunt pped her hand, her gleeful expression clear as day. “It’s
undoubtedly true, then. That means you’re pregnant. You’re with child!” After saying that, she looked up and nced at Mr. Hunt before
turning to look at Old Mr.
Jefferson. “L is pregnant!” Old Mr. Jefferson’s reaction was much slower than Mr. and Mrs. Hunt’s. His gaze was pinned on L for a long
while before he swung it over to Logan. Logan likewise stared at him. “Is this considered a reprehensible thing?” It was ages before Old Mr.
Jefferson finally reacted, but his first action was to snag the cane beside him and swing it at Logan. “You brat! You were toying with me
earlier, huh?” Beside him, Lysa dissolved intoughter. “You didn’t know how much your phone call terrified Dad! He phoned us to ask
whether you’d wrought trouble, how huge a problem it was, and whether it could be settled with money. Thereafter, he’d been sitting here,
awaiting your arrival.” Logan then went over to Old Mr. Jefferson and sat down beside him, but Old Mr. Jefferson swung his cane at him.
“Why didn’t you just tell me such great news outright, you little b*stard? I was wondering whether you’d killed someone ormitted arson
that’dnd you in prison!” At the side, L couldn’t stifle herughter, feeling much better possibly because she was in a good mood.