In the living room, the family was just starting to watch TV together. Nathan had yet to return after heading to the bathroom. Taking advantage of Nathan's absence, Adrian rushed over to Hilda and earnestly said, "My dear, you need to make haste! You have to give birth to a son as soon as possible! Only a son can keep your husband by your side!" Hilda was focused on the TV while using her leg to pet the dog at the same time. When she heard those words, her gaze flicked over to Adrian before flicking away again. "A daughter is nice too." Are all fathers like that? Why do his words sound so hateful? Unexpectedly, Adrian became exasperated at her words and sternly said, "Daughters will be married off sooner or later. No matter how you raise them, they are a waste of money! You need to get yourself a son! Even if you can't give birth to one, you need to find another way! You can use a surrogate mother. In the worst case, you can secretly find a mistress. Once she gives birth to a son,
After the kiss, she panted, she was slightly out of breath. Her small mouth opened and closed, breathing in the ambiguous air between them. A light sheen of sweat formed on her skin, and her eyes seemed to be shrouded in mist. Half closing her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly as if tears still clung to them. It had scared her very badly when the two started fighting each other out of nowhere. Stuck between the two of them, she watched as the two most important people in her life tried to rip each other apart. It left her at a loss of what to do. Even now, her heart was still pounding fiercely in her chest. She was unable to calm down. However, she finally felt somewhat less worried after Nathan's gentle kisses. He pressed his forehead against hers and closed his eyes as if he was reminiscing the feeling of the kisses they shared mere moments ago. Their lips were only several centimeters apart, and they could feel the heat of each other's ragged breathing. There seemed to be an
After they finished discussing the hooked nosed woman, Nathan talked about what happened today. "Your current father is very good at acting. His disguise is perfect, and the plastic surgery on his face was done very naturally. However, I've been dealing with people with facelifts for a long time now. I can tell with a glance that his face has been surgically reconstructed before. Everything is fake. As for whether or not he is genuinely your father, it can be verified with a DNA test. But, I believe your mother has already done that in secret." "When I slapped him today, I took a closer look at his face. The surgery he did was rather major, but I couldn't find any traces of it. He probably removed his face entirely and underwent a complete facelift before reattaching his facial skin. Your mother has been acting too. She probably knew from the start that he was a fake." She had originally guessed that her father was a fake. Connie might have failed to notice it immediately since it h
Standing at the forefront was Connie, and she was accompanied by Linux, Hilda, as well as her son in law, Nathan. As the four of them stood by the door, he could feel their gazes coldly and silently staring at him. His heart skipped a beat in fear. Why are Linux and Hilda here? Aren't they at odds with Connie? Why are they here? Even so, he reacted quickly. Without revealing his emotions on his face, he pretended to wipe down the desk in the study with the rag in his hand. He also acted pleasantly surprised as he said, "Oh, my! Hilda and Linux are back! I knew it, we are a family after all. What is there..." Before he could finish his sentence, Connie took out a gun and swiftly aimed the nozzle at his leg. Then, she pressed the trigger without a hint of hesitation. The silenced pistol did not make a loud noise. He only heard a soft 'Bam!' when she pressed the trigger before a bullet went through his leg. Several seconds of silence passed before he let out a shrill cry of pain as h
In the study, the imposter gritted his teeth and tried to get up, even though he was soaked in blood. Connie will never kill me because I know a secret she's dying to find out! Seeing this, Hilda strode forward and gave him a forceful slap. With red finger marks on his face, the imposter glared at Hilda, who then landed another slap on his face. "These two slaps are for my daughter. After this, you shall go to hell!" Hilda growled. Since his identity had been exposed, the imposter, whose face was identical to Adrian, put on a hideous expression and spat out some blood. Leaning against the desk, he raised his chin in a haughty manner. "Does your mom really want to kill me? Haha. I know a secret she's desperate to find out. I want her to kneel before me and beg me to tell her about this!" Now that his blood was still streaming out from the wounds caused by gunshots, his voice had weakened. After Connie shot him a few times with her pistol, she directly turned to leave because ther
Seeing that the man was dead, the housekeeping robot started spraying some liquid on his body. A moment later, the body decomposed into a puddle of blood. Following that, the robot started cleaning up the floor. He left this world, as though he had never existed in this world before. On the other side, Hilda's mind was a mess. Although she had figured out everything she needed to know, she felt that the more she learned, the more she was terrified of what was ahead of her. Will Connie kill Linux and me without hesitation if her love with Adrian was fake? Would she not want anything to do with us if she finds out Adrian never loved her? At the thought of this possibility, she was gripped by fear. After Hilda left the study, she gazed out the window at the lovely weather, but she felt cold all over her body. I'm redundant... Connie won't love me anymore. The more she tried not to think about this, the more she was troubled by this thought. At the moment, her mind was restless. J
Hilda was traumatized by the fact that her mother had told her to go away. For that instant, she recalled what the imposter said before her death. With her head spinning and buzzing, Hilda slumped into Nathan's embrace. When she awakened once again, she realized that she was in a hospital. Her head was wounded from the crash on the desk. The X ray results showed that she suffered from a mild concussion, so the doctor advised that she should be hospitalized for two days. Inside the ward, she curled up on the bed and spaced out. Her eyes had lost their luster, looking all hollow. She was still sorrowful that her mother had told her to go away. Now, she recalled that time after she regained consciousness in Africa, Connie found her and started doting on her. At that time, she felt that she was the happiest person on earth. But... Curled up under the quilt, she said in a weakened voice, "Hubby, I feel cold." Nathan had been staying with her to keep her company. At the moment, he was
Standing by the window, Connie gazed out at the fallen leaves and withered flowers, her eyes brimming with melancholy. She remained the ruthless Connie Jordan, as though she wasn't the one who got drunk and threw a tantrum on the previous day. A long while later, she asked, "Hilda... Is she alright?" Nathan replied mockingly, "Oh, she's fine. Thanks to you, she's only suffered a mild concussion." In the past, Connie would fight back even if she was in the wrong, but on this day, she only mumbled, "I'm relieved that she's fine.." She sounded so pitiful, like she had realized that she was nothing but a mother who had failed her daughter. At that instant, her expression appeared to be desolate, which aroused Nathan's sympathy. Before this, he had thought about how to give Connie a piece of his mind, but for that moment, he couldn't utter any of that. Gazing at the view outside the window, the two of them remained silent, so the atmosphere was rather awkward. After giving it a thoug