Chapter 710
The ever-cool Oliver got up and headed to the bathroom for a shower. Grace frowned as she looked at her belly.
"What's going on? We had an agreement. Are you really going to break it now? If your dad comes back and you don't cooperate, I swear, I won't breastfeed you."
This time, the little one kicked in response.
Grace threatened, "Do you think I'm joking? Keep this up, and when you're born, you'll be stuck with formula. I'll happily pass on the responsibility.
"All the other babies will be chubby and healthy on their mom's milk, but not you. You'll have to make do with powder. Your dad's rich, sure, but even he can't afford to keep you on formula forever."
Her belly moved again.
"Got it? Don't mess up later," she said.
When Oliver came back from the shower, Grace eagerly waved him over. She just had a serious talk with the baby, so he should cooperate now.
However, when Oliver placed his hand on her belly, there was no response.
Things didn't go as Grace expected. What's g

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