Goodbye My Arrogant Ex (Marguerite and Leonard) novel Chapter 339

“I don’t care what either of you are thinking. All the parents agree on one thing: you two need to start a family, and the sooner, the better. We’re more than willing to help you with the baby—while we’re still young and capable. Once we’re older, even if we hire help, how could we ever be at ease? Besides, raising a child is something we want to do ourselves. Honestly, there’s nothing much going on at home these days anyway.”

She paused, looking at them both with a seriousness that left no room for protest. “I know your jobs keep you busy, and yes, you’re both moving up in the world. But that’s no excuse—not for something this important!”

Every time Mrs. Taylor brought up the subject, her tone became formal and her expression stern. She made it clear: they needed to settle this and start trying for a baby soon.

“I understand, Mom. I’ll think about it, and we’ll talk it over together. Having a child isn’t something I can decide alone—it’s something we need to plan for as a couple.”

Marguerite had no choice but to give in, though the whole conversation left her with a pounding headache. If she’d known her mother would bring this up the moment she walked through the door, she might have stayed late at the office, sorting out paperwork in peace.

Hannah watched Marguerite and couldn’t help but smile. There was something adorable about the way Marguerite bristled under her mother’s attention, and Hannah couldn’t deny the twinge of envy she felt. No matter how old Marguerite got, she could always be a child in her mother’s eyes.

Ever since she’d joined this family, Hannah had felt the warmth that filled the Taylor home. Here, everyone truly loved one another, treating each other as the most important people in their lives. They weren’t just family by blood—they chose to care for each other, every single day.

Hannah had always longed for a family like this. Whether rich or poor, it didn’t matter—as long as their hearts were united, that alone made a home happy.

Besides, she’d never really thought about what came next for her and her husband. They hadn’t discussed having kids. For now, all she wanted was to get through the present—keep things simple, not trouble anyone, and make sure Grandma could recover in peace.

“It’s fine, really! We don’t mind the topic at all,” Hogan chimed in, grinning mischievously. “Mom’s got a point—you two have been married for ages. It’s about time you started thinking about kids!”

Instead of coming to her rescue, Hogan was fanning the flames, egging their mother on and clearly enjoying the spectacle.

Marguerite shot Hogan a withering glare, as if to ask, Whose side are you on? What are you trying to pull? How could you team up with Mom like this?