My Unborn Baby Chose My Husband for Me novel Chapter 113

On the other side of the room, Mrs. Lyndon was holding Seraphina's hand, chatting affectionately about everyday life.

"How far along are you?"

"Just over four months," Seraphina replied, smiling as she rested a hand on her stomach.

"That's right around the time it starts to show," Mrs. Lyndon said with warm concern. "You need to be careful with your diet. When I was pregnant with my oldest, I ate absolutely everything. He came out weighing nearly nine pounds, and it was an absolute nightmare for me."

Several of the experienced mothers eagerly joined the conversation, excitedly sharing their pregnancy tips and advice.

Seraphina listened attentively, nodding from time to time.

The atmosphere was as warm and relaxed as a gathering of lifelong friends.

Sitting in the corner, Sienna felt like a complete outsider.

She was pregnant too, also at the four-month mark.

But no one bothered to ask her.

No one cared if she was eating well, if she was sleeping properly, or how the baby was doing.

Everyone's attention was entirely fixated on Seraphina, as if she were the only person in the room who mattered.

No, that wasn't it.

Sienna tried to convince herself that this wasn't because Seraphina was better than her, but simply because Seraphina was Mrs. Langford.

The Langford family possessed more prestige than the Sullivans, and Lucian wielded more power and influence than Sebastian. That was the only reason these socialites were fawning over her.

They were just a bunch of sycophants.

Once she married into the Sullivan family, once she became Mrs. Sullivan and gave birth to their eldest grandson, once she secured her footing in this elite circle—

She would make every single one of them look at her with respect.

Including Mrs. Lyndon.

Including all these two-faced hypocrites.

Sienna took slow, measured sips of her tea, her mind spinning with calculations.

After a few rounds of tea, Mrs. Lyndon suddenly remembered something and turned to Seraphina. "By the way, there's an exclusive jewelry gala next week. If you're interested, you should come."

"That Mrs. Lyndon is such a snob," Victoria said coldly. "Does Seraphina really deserve to be worshipped like that?"

Sienna kept her lips pressed tight, staying silent.

What could she possibly say?

After all, that wretched Seraphina was now Mrs. Langford; of course everyone was trying to get in her good graces.

And where did that leave her?

She wasn't even officially a Sullivan yet.

Victoria glanced at her, her tone softening slightly. "Don't let it get to you, Sienna. That's just how Mrs. Lyndon operates. She gravitates toward whoever holds the most power. The Langfords are practically untouchable right now, so she naturally has to show deference to Lucian."

"I understand, Mrs. Sullivan," Sienna nodded meekly. "I don't mind these things at all."

"Good." Victoria patted her hand. "Your only priority right now is taking care of the baby. Everything else will fall into place in due time."

Sienna lowered her gaze and offered a quiet murmur of agreement.

As the car slowly pulled away from the estate, they passed the intersection and saw Seraphina waiting for her ride.