"Definitely, I am...," Ivy suddenly paused, stating at her mother with a mischievous gaze. The latter was anxious, rubbing her sweaty palms in her thighs.

"You are what? Stop teasing me! Be quick, talk!" she grumbled unhappily but still stared at ivy with sparkling eyes as she darted glances at her stomach.

Ivy snickered and shook her head in amusement. It was no secret to the family members that her mother badly wanted a grandchild. The piece of news could either make her mother happy or sad.

"Calm down mother, definitely, I am not pregnant," Ivy answered rather calmly and like a deflated balloon, her mother slumped on the couch...