Brady looked puzzled as he took the ultrasound report and said, "Mom, it says here that it's a molar pregnancy.""The doctor said that a molar pregnancy is just like multiples. It means I have so many babies, just like a bunch of grapes. I'm carrying at least ten right now," Renee declared confidently.Oliver was thrilled upon hearing this. "Really? Neenee, you're practically a miracle for the Orwell family!"Renee straightened her back even more dramatically. "From now on, I need to focus even more on my nutrition," she said, then cast a mocking glance at me. "Multiples are much rarer than twins. After all, not just anyone can carry them."‘Indeed, a life-threatening pregnancy like yours is something no one else would want to carry,’ I thought to myself.As Renee's supposed multiples outshined my 'twins,' she once again became the center of everyone's attention and care.Renee firmly believed she was carrying divine babies, so she made sure not to starve her ten sons, indulging
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