"Hehe, okay, I'm waiting for your good news." Madam White smirked and turned to head downstairs.
"Bryan White!" As soon as she left, Mabel Doyle nudged the man with her elbow, her pretty brow furrowed. "Can you be a bit more subtle?"
The woman's cheeks were flushed. What does he mean by trying hard? Had she ever said she wanted to have kids with him!?
"You don't want to?" Bryan White seemed to catch onto her thoughts. He wrapped his arms around her waist, turning her to face him while bending down to stare into her eyes, his brow knitted.
Mabel Doyle pushed against his shoulders, regaining her usual assertiveness. "...It's not about wanting or not, don't you think you should be more mindful of your words in front of your parents?!"
"Is it necessary?" Bryan White countered, struggling to suppress a smile as he tightened his grip, not letting her break free.
