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Olivia almost spit out the water she had just drunk, choking and coughing incessantly. Finally catching her breath, she looked at Isabella incredulously and asked, "What did you say?!"

"I said, I want to marry Andrew," Isabella repeated her words.

She had just wanted to give Olivia a heads-up, but she didn't expect such a big reaction.

Olivia walked up to her, reaching out to feel her forehead.

"You're not feverish, so it seems you're not talking nonsense," Olivia said, looking annoyed. "Isabella, my princess, who was it that told me a few years ago you had no plans to get married? I can understand the accidental exposure of your secret relationship with Andrew, but why the sudden urge to get married?"

She finished speaking, then her gaze shifted downward, instinctively looking at Isabella's belly. "Don't tell me you're getting married because you're pregnant."

Isabella: "..."

Her son was already running around everywhere; it was too late for a shotgun wedding now.

"Olivia, you're over