Upon seeing Rosalynn enter, Hutton greeted her and grumbled.

Rosalynn set the flask on the table and chuckled.

"Are you guys already picking out a name for the baby?"

"Yes, but who names their children Piggy, Kitty or Doggy! How unpleasant these names are!" Hutton complained.

“Hutton, you know nothing about it," Valeria retorted disdainfully.

Rosalynn smiled mischievously and commented, "Valeria must have chosen these names for her child to ensure their healthy and prosperous future."

Hutton was caught off guard.

"Is that a thing? But these names are too distasteful."

Valeria shot him a glance and questioned, “So do you want your child to grow up healthily or face many hardships?"

“Of course I want my child to grow up healthily!"

“There you have it!"

"Alright, you have the final say."

Hearing their exchange, Rosalynn subconsciously rested her hand on her belly, feeling a twinge of envy.

She wondered how Brian might react if she were to become pregnant in the future.

Would he be as excited as Hutton, discussing the baby's name?

After all, it seemed that he really wanted a child.

However, she was still young and there was no rush for her to have a baby.

“Valeria, are you hungry? I've made soup. Would you like some now?"

Rosalynn asked, unscrewing the thermos.

"Rosalynn, you've made soup for me. I appreciate it," Valeria thanked her with a smile.

“Valeria, Rosalynn's culinary skills rival a professional chef's.

You're lucky to be able to savor a soup she made. Can I have a taste too?" Hutton asked with a grin.