Chapter 1583: 390: Pregnant! _3 Chapter 1583: 390: Pregnant! _3 Harlan Lentz continued, “He said he’s Mr. Terrence.”

If Terrence Lentz had given a lesser-known name, he might have believed it.

But, Terrence Lentz claimed to be ‘Mr. Terrence’.

Isn’t that an international joke?

How could Terrence Lentz possibly be Mr. Terrence?

Upon hearing this, Eleanor Armstrong fell silent for a moment, then asked: “Did the third son really say that?”

“Mmm.” Harlan Lentz nodded.

Eleanor Armstrong squinted her eyes, “Maybe… he really is?”

Harlan Lentz countered, “Do you believe what you’re saying?”

Eleanor Armstrong didn’t say a word.

She had doubts too.

Who is Mr. Terrence?

A boss standing at the international summit!

His one sentence could determine the life or death of the Lentz Clan.

How old is Terrence Lentz now?

In terms of age, and abilities, it is impossible for Terrence Lentz to be Mr. Terrence.

Harlan Lentz continued, “You don’t believe it either, do you?”

Eleanor Armstrong ‘tsked’, then said, “what’s the big deal with Mr. Terrence? What’s so great about him? Maybe our third son could become even more impressive than Mr. Terrence one day!”

Harlan Lentz chuckled softly without saying anything.

Eleanor Armstrong glared at Harlan Lentz, “What? You don’t believe it?”

Harlan Lentz replied, “Now I finally understand how Terrence can be so confident.”

Turns out it wasn’t without reason.

Eleanor Armstrong pursed her lips and didn’t say a word.

Right when Viola Thompson reached the riverbank, she could see Terrence Lentz walking towards her with the washed vegetables.

“Viola.” Terrence Lentz faintly lifted his gaze, “Why are you here?”

“I came to see if you need any help.” Viola answered.

Terrence Lentz replied: “I’ve washed everything. There’s no need for help.”

Viola grinned: “Then how about I help you cook?”

Cooking?

Upon hearing that, Terrence Lentz couldn’t help but worry about his weak stomach.

After a moment, Terrence Lentz calmly said, “Viola, you were just not born to be a girl who cooks.”

He paused, then seriously added, “So, I should be the one to cook.”

“But it doesn’t seem fair to let you cook all the time, does it?” Viola said.

“It’s okay,” Terrence Lentz replied: “Couples should complement each other. You take care of looking pretty, and I’ll take care of all the chores.”

Hearing that, Viola faintly nodded, “That sort of makes sense.”

Seizing the moment, Terrence said, “So going forward, all you have to do is look pretty. As your boyfriend, just seeing you looking pretty makes me very happy.”

“Okay.” Viola stroked her chin, “Then I’ll just have to reluctantly agree. From now on, I’ll take care of looking pretty, and you take care of the chores.”

Having convinced Viola to give up the idea of cooking, Terrence Lentz breathed a sigh of relief.

When the two returned to the campsite, Eleanor Armstrong and Harlan Lentz were already busy.

One was lighting the fire, and the other was cooking.

Wanting to experience the primitive way of living, Eleanor Armstrong didn’t bring a gas stove.

Eleanor Armstrong looked back at Viola, “Viola, how about potato rice for dinner? Then we can let your father grill some fish and make vegetable tofu soup?”

“Sure.” Viola slightly nodded.

Terrence Lentz looked at the ingredients in his hand, then asked, “Should I still make the cumin lamb?”

“Stir-fry!” Eleanor Armstrong rolled up her sleeves, “I’ll take over the cooking later.”

Eleanor Armstrong’s cooking skills were quite good.

“Okay.”

Once she finished speaking, Eleanor Armstrong continued, “You take Viola for a stroll somewhere. Be back in an hour for dinner.”

After she finished speaking, Eleanor Armstrong added, “I heard Nagasaka Slope has a nice sunset, you guys can go check it out.”

“Alright.”

Nagasaka Slope by the sea was indeed a good spot for watching the sunset.

Many people gathered here to watch the sunset.

Viola Thompson and Terrence Lentz found a place to sit.

Like all the ordinary couples in the crowd, they murmured softly, sharing funny stories from their daily lives.

The afterglow of the sunset shone a beautiful light on the two of them.

Suddenly realizing there were hardly any photos of the two of them together, Viola stood up and approached a young girl, “Beauty, could you take a photo of us?”

The girl, having been called ‘beauty’, wore a surprised expression on her face.

She never imagined one day she would be called beautiful by such a pretty lady.

“Alright.”

Viola handed her the phone, “Thanks.”

The young girl took the phone and started to take pictures of them.

She often took group photos for her friends, but when she did, she always had to keep searching for the right angle.

But when taking photos of Viola and Terrence Lentz, she was astonished to find that no matter the angle, they both looked fantastic.