Mrs. Samantha Meets Quinn.

Since Harrison always visited her almost every day, she, somehow, always expected to see him.

The doorbell rang, and Quinn rushed to the door, thinking it was Harrison. She wanted to hear him out, and it was the perfect opportunity to speak with him since Ivan and Vera were out.

So hurriedly opened the door to find Ivan standing with a grocery bag. A tinge of disappointment appeared on her face.

"What? Is something wrong?" Ivan asked, noticing the expression on her face.

She shook her head and wore a smile. She hugged him and took the bag from him.

"You are acting weird," Ivan admitted.

"Nothing. Let's just call it a pregnancy symptom," she said, giggling.

He glanced at her with his eyebrows lifted.

"Whatever," he said, "I bought you fruits. It's good for your health."

"Aw, you are such a darling!" She blushed, sitting down on the couch, ready to devour them.

"Hey, hey," he called out, causing her to pause. "You need to wash them, first, young lady."

She growled, taking the basket t