138. The Baby's Daddy

Lucas drove to the Carlsons’ Household.

Tracy's parents were waiting outside the door to the living room, their eager gazes fixed on the gates.

The joy in their eyes shone like a thousand stars as Lucas's car pulled over.

They welcomed him warmly.

“Son-in-law, you are finally here.”

“We know you are a busy person, however, the conversation we'll have is very important. We apologize for interrupting your work.”

They led him into the house, ordered the servants to bring drinks and snacks, inviting him to sit on the big couch.

Tracy sat beside him, her demeanor gentle, extending her fragile hands to pour him a glass of drink. “Honey, I didn't expect you would come.”

After bombarding him with text messages, she acted as if only one call from her had Lucas racing there.

“Don't.”

Lucas stopped her from pouring juice. He wasn't interested in drinking it anyway.

Tracy blushed, retracting her hands.

The parents watched with huge satisfied smiles, relating it to loving gestures between the co