Olivia’s POV.
“What do you mean?” I asked before I started to laugh.
He joined in my laughter but I knew it wasn’t genuine. I was sure he just did that so I didn’t feel weird.
He stopped laughing and uttered, “But I’m serious Olivia.”
I let out a deep sigh before responding, “There has to be a misunderstanding of some sort.”
“Maybe you think I’m pregnant because of the way my tummy looks, right?”
“Of course, you’re pregnant Olivia.”
He insisted but I still tried my best to deny it, “Not at all, my tummy just looks unusual because I had just eaten. Oh, how yummy and sumptuous that meal was.”
Daniel lifted a brow, he wasn’t believing any of my cooked-up stories.
“Okay, it’s fine but I feel it would have been better if you just accept the fact and still choose not to tell me about th
