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Chapter 1388 Happy for Her

At that moment, Eugene's voice sounded. "Her eyes are a little bigger, and her face is

chubbier. Her pupils are completely black, the kind that sparkles."

Hearing that, George became even more curious about what they were drawing.

He craned his neck and approached the crowd. Fortunately, his height easily allowed him

to catch sight of Terry's portrait—a young girl that seemed to be only two or three years of

age. Instantly, his heart melted. What a pretty child.

George turned to ask Olivia, "Who is that little girl?"

Olivia pointed at her stomach. "Her."

Upon seeing George's dumbfounded expression, Jewel couldn't help but let out a laugh.

"Eugene dreamed that the baby in Olivia's stomach is a girl last night, and that's what she

looks like."

George was momentarily taken aback by her words, but he soon joined her in laughter.

"How much is he looking forward to having a daughter to be dreaming about one?"

Olivia rolled her eyes. "If he's this powerful, we don't even have to do an ultrasound. We

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can just wait for him to dream about it."

George burst out in laughter.

"Not only did he dream about what his daughter looks like, he even came up with a name

for her. He said that she named herself Mara."

Although her face was piled with disdain, it was clear from a closer look that there was not

a trace of resentment to be found in her eyes. Instead, they were filled with tender

affection.

George's lips curled into a habitual smile. It had become muscle memory for him—he felt

happy when she was happy, and knowing that she was content brought him joy as well.

However, he was no longer the source of her current happiness and contentment.

He watched this family enviously. Having a husband who loved her, four smart and

intelligent children, as well as a considerate mother-in-law to look forward to welcoming a

new life with, was something so joyous and enviable.

Yes, there was nothing to be worried about, and he was willing to see Olivia happy. He

forced the corners of his lips upward, feeling genuinely happy for her. However, the longer

he smiled, the more difficult it became for him.

Just then, Eugene spoke up once more. "Yes, that's it."

He then inspected the portrait that Terry had drawn lovingly, his eyes gleaming with joy.

At his words, the others straightened their bodies and cast their gazes at the drawing in

his hands.

Olivia found their behavior childish. They had no clue of the baby's gender yet, but each of

them was acting as if they had known her child for ages. Eugene was even worse—why

was he acting so sure of what she looked like? He was even better than an ultrasound at

this point. She didn't share their enthusiasm.

And yet, the crowd was full of praise.

"You know, she looks quite similar to Olivia," Ellen commented.

The children gasped. "Our sister is so pretty."

Even Jewel chimed in, "What an adorable little girl!"

Olivia furrowed her brows slightly. Eventually, unable to resist the temptation, she glanced

at the portrait. In an instant, it was as if she had fallen into a spell, and she couldn't tear

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her eyes away from what she saw.

As the rest had said, the young girl really was pretty, to the extent that she couldn't

decide whether to marvel first at Terry's exceptional artistic skills or to admire Eugene's

ability to dream so vividly. How could he be able to dream of such a lovely child?

She even felt a little jealous. She was the one who was pregnant, so why hadn't she

dreamed of anything?

With the drawing in his hands, Eugene handed it to Olivia. "Sweetheart, look. It's our

daughter."

At that moment, Olivia had the urge to ask him, What if she doesn't look like this when

she's born?

However, as she met the crowd's gaze, she couldn't bring herself to drop the question.

Instead, she smiled and said teasingly, "She looks like you."

Eugene declared solemnly, "No, she looks like you. When I first saw her, I immediately

thought that she looked like you."

As Olivia did not wish to be a killjoy, it seemed that this young girl was now destined to be

the baby in her belly. Even so, regardless of how the child looked in the future, they were

still more than excited to see her.

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