After all, she knew before coming to the Shawn family that she was not here to be a nanny, so no wonder she didn't care about me.

After all, the person she should please was Gavin.

"Try it, Kate. This is specially made for you by Nancy. Nancy's cooking is especially delicious." Gavin held a spoon and offered the food to my mouth with great enthusiasm.

I was a little stunned. It was as if I had gone back to the time when I was just married.

When I saw the jealous look on Nancy's face, I instantly sobered up.

To be honest, I was a little curious about how much Alice paid Nancy.

She was willing to do such a thing shamelessly, which was against the moral standards. She looked like she loved Gavin so much.

Seeing that I didn't open my mouth, Alice looked gloomy. She said, "That's enough. Gavin treats you so well. Even if you are spoiled, at least have some gratitude. Don't look so gloomy every day."

Jacob chimed in, saying, "That's right. My son is a strong and upright man. He treats you so humbly. What else are you dissatisfied with?"

Nancy immediately joined in to criticize me, saying, "Gavin is so gentle and considerate to you, and you are not satisfied. If it were me, I would have been moved to tears. I feel sorry for Gavin."

As Nancy spoke, she raised her hand and wiped away her tears, looking pitiful. Gavin looked distressed, and he threw the spoon back on the table.

He looked at me sternly, saying, "You need to have a sense of propriety while acting willfully. You're pregnant now. Do you still think you're a little girl?"

When Gavin said so, my anger surged up. My vision went black. Even my stomach trembled with pain.

For the sake of the kid, I held back the urge to slap them hard and suppressed my anger.

"You're right, I was indeed too willful." I looked up and looked at them one by one.

Acting humbly, I said again, "But you need to understand me. I'm pregnant. My emotions are unstable. After all, the child in my belly is the Shawn family's grandchild. Maybe it's exactly the chubby grandson you want?"

As soon as I said so, everyone in the Shawn family instantly became less tough, leaving only Nancy with a sullen look.

After all, the Shawn family inherently favored boys over girls. From the day of my prenatal examination, I knew it from what Alice had said.

When we had come out of the hospital, she kept saying happily, "It must be a chubby boy. I have a grandson."