When Holly Winslow heard this, she froze for a moment before it made her sputter, and she couldn't help but cough a few times.
She wasn't the only one in the office; several other teachers were there. In a low voice, she said, "Dad, I'm not pregnant. I was just joking with Anna and the others."
The other end of the line went silent for a few seconds before Wyatt Winslow's voice came through. "You don't have to lie to me. You two are already married. It's normal to have children."
Holly Winslow was speechless.
'It really feels like Dad's eager to have a grandchild.'
"Dad, I'm really not pregnant. If I were, I'd tell you. You'd be the first to know."
Wyatt Winslow pressed his lips together. "I'll send you some money. Go buy yourself something nice to eat."
Holly Winslow smiled. "Dad, you don't have to. Mortimer Quincy and I are both working now; we have money."
"Take it." Wyatt Winslow's tone was a little serious.
