Erica was crestfallen when she saw how her mother behaved around Chantel. Whenever her parents saw Chantel or even Yvette, they seemed like they were very glad to see them. Enthusiasm, hugs, and cries of joy. But this wasn't the case with poor Erica.

Chantel picked up the three-year-old boy with difficulty. "Hugo! Mommy's back!" she said happily. Then she greeted the people in the living room, one by one. Wesley, Blair, Yvette, Remus and Erica all got smiles, greetings, and acknowledgements.

Wesley nodded at her. "Hugo's heavier than ever. Don't hold him too long."

Chantel echoed with a smile, "Yeah he is! And taller, too!"

Yvette didn't see Chantel in person often. More often than not, she had to content herself with seeing Chantel on TV. As did everyone else. She came over and took Chantel to the living room. "How long have you been back? Did you just get back from the airport? Sit down and relax!"

"Yeah. Glad to be back home again." Chantel didn't refuse and sat next to Erica with a smile.

Erica immediately leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Why are you back so soon? Was it because of me?"

Chantel nodded, but it was not convenient to say something with the others around. It was impolite to whisper around the elders, so she just gave her a smile.

Gifford was home early, too. He wasn't due in till tomorrow.

Chantel and Gifford eventually retired to their room.

After Hugo was born, Blair asked the maids to move Chantel's stuff into Gifford's room. Sharing a room just made sense, with the baby and all.

The two hadn't seen each other for several years. But they weren't sure how to be themselves around each other. Things had changed, and were a little awkward.

Chantel had just donned her pajamas and was about to take a shower. When she saw Gifford walk in the room, she was taken aback.

Caught off guard, she was not mentally prepared to meet him like this.

As soon as Chantel came to her senses, she remembered something. Before Gifford could say a word, she ran to the table, took something from her bag and handed it to him.

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"I didn't expect to see you. I was just going to leave this here, but you're here now. I can't stay long, but could you sign this?" she said. When

he immediately slipped off the bed and ran over to him, holding his leg. "Daddy! Hug!"

Gifford held up his son with one hand and pinched his chubby face with the other. "Hi little guy! Your mom and I have something to talk about now. Go on and play with your aunties."

"Okay!" The little boy nodded obediently.

Chantel put on her slippers. When she was about to leave, Erica held her hand and snickered, "So when am I going to get a niece? Make my brother work for it."

Chantel blushed and looked at the man at the door subconsciously. Of course, she caught the man looking at her, which made her face even redder. She stuttered to explain to Erica, "No...we have something else to talk about..."

With an expression of understanding, Erica said, "Oh! I got it. Go ahead!"

Chantel sighed. Erica didn't understand at all. It was obvious that she was making fun of her.

Chantel shook her head helplessly and said, "I'll settle accounts with you later!"

Unexpectedly, Erica said to the man at the door, "Gifford, if Chantel has the energy to talk to me later, then you're a loser!" Every time she slept with Matthew, she had no strength to do anything else.

"We'll see whether I'm a loser or not!" Gifford said without hesitation.

Tessie and Yvette burst into laughter. Yvette pushed the blushing woman to the door and said, "Hurry up! Hugo will sleep with us tonight. He won't disturb you!"

Chantel was confused. Something was wrong, but she didn't know what it was.