"Cough...cough..." Bella coughed at her mother's question. Her mother's question almost chokes her.
"Gosh, Mother, where did you hear that!? I'm sorry, Mom, but I'm not pregnant..." She smiles.
Now Bella understands why everyone in the house treats her very carefully as if she were pregnant.
Natalie Wright raised her eyebrows slightly, looking at her daughter with a sharp, confused gaze.
"You're not pregnant? Seriously? But why do I hear you are?"
"I'm not. Seriously, Mom, who told you that? I need to meet that person and scold them..." Bella is now curious about that person.
Natalie ignored her daughter's question and asked again, "But you and Tristan still wanted to give Dax a little sister, right?"
Bella was silent for a moment, trying to process her mother's words. At the same time, she remembered Tristan had been saying similar things lately, wanting to give Dax a little sister every time they made love.