Nancy immediately joined in to criticize me, saying, "Gavin is so gentle and considerate to you, and you are not satisfied. If it were me, I would have been moved to tears. I feel sorry for Gavin."
As Nancy spoke, she raised her hand and wiped away her tears, looking pitiful. Gavin looked distressed, and he threw the spoon back on the table.
He looked at me sternly, saying, "You need to have a sense of propriety while acting willfully. You're pregnant now. Do you still think you're a little girl?"
When Gavin said so, my anger surged up. My vision went black. Even my stomach trembled with pain.
For the sake of the kid, I held back the urge to slap them hard and suppressed my anger.
"You're right, I was indeed too willful." I looked up and looked at them one by one.
Acting humbly, I said again, "But you need to understand me. I'm pregnant. My emotions are unstable. After all, the child in my belly is the Shawn family's grandchild. Maybe it's exactly the chubby grandson you want?"
As soon as I said so, everyone in the Shawn family instantly became less tough, leaving only Nancy with a sullen look.