Hearing the door slam shut behind her, Mika Summers just gave a sarcastic smile.
For some reason, she felt particularly exhausted today—so exhausted she didn't have the energy to dwell on Tristan Grayson's cold, mocking words.
She lay down on the bed and fell asleep a few moments later.
When Tristan Grayson went downstairs, he was immediately pulled aside by Mae Lynch. Mae Lynch glanced upstairs and, seeing that her daughter-in-law hadn't emerged, whispered, "Well? Is she pregnant?"
"No." Tristan Grayson froze for a second before answering, his voice cold and strained.
The moment she heard "no," Mae Lynch's expression darkened. "If she isn't, then what are you doing down here? Get back upstairs!"
"Mom, even if we're trying for a baby, it doesn't have to be *right now*. There's plenty of time in the future..."
