Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

Seeing Francesca Jones’ sudden appearance, Ilya’s body involuntarily took two steps backward.

A pang of fear ran through her heart, had he heard everything she had just said?

But she could only fall into a deep knot of self-doubt as she watched the backs of Mrs. Cecelia and Francesca Jones leave.

Her and Mrs. Cecelia’s public fight at the mall quickly made the headlines in the city that day, and once again became a topic of conversation after dinner.

Mrs. Cecelia realized that she had done something wrong when she realized the situation and faced her son with a guilty face.

“Son, mom didn’t mean to do that, I didn’t think it would have such a negative impact on you.”

“I know, and I don’t blame you.” Francesca Jones was so open minded that he didn’t care at all about what the uninvolved people on the internet had to say.

What he cared about from the beginning to the end was whether what Ilya said came from the heart or from a false sense of humor.

Upon hearing her son’s words, Mrs. Cecelia’s apprehensive heart was halfway down, and she turned to criticize Ilya again.

“Son, mom really didn’t expect Ilya to be such a woman, you should stop thinking about her. Mom recommended Ms. Melody Kate to you, she’s pretty, and she’s polite and generous.”

“Mom, Ilya still has my child in her stomach. Even if you don’t want to accept Ilya, it’s your own grandchild in that belly.”

“What grandchild? I won’t admit it. Who knows if it’s Ilya’s bastard child with another man.” Mrs. Cecelia’s impression of Ilya was so bad now that she was ready to belittle Ilya at every opportunity.

“Mom! How can you talk about Ilya like that,” Francesca Jones said, unable to listen, and subconsciously gulped.

Mrs. Cecelia, for the first time, was stopped by her son in that tone of voice, and her face looked a little angry, “Why can’t I talk about her like that? Ilya, she talked about you like that… can’t mommy talk about her?”

“You’re not still thinking about that woman are you? Son just listen to mom and give up on her. Mom won’t harm you.”

Parents love their children and think deeply about them.

However, some parents’ love will inevitably be paranoid, just like Mrs. Cecelia nowadays.

“Mom, I know you’re doing this for my own good, but I’m no longer a child or a rebellious adolescent. I have grown up and I have my own basic ability to judge right and wrong. Please respect me, okay?” Francesca Jones spoke seriously.

He was the one who wanted Ilya to coexist peacefully with Mrs. Cecelia the most, both women were the most important women in his life, one could not exist without the other.

He didn’t want any irreconcilable conflicts to exist between the two.

“Alright, alright, son is too old for mommy to control you.” Mrs. Cecelia felt uncomfortable in her heart even though she was finally and reluctantly persuaded by her son.

Probably this is the inevitable conflict between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

As for Francesca Jones, he didn’t sleep all night, thinking about Ilya’s hurtful words, and his heart was once again determined to get his right leg treated.

He didn’t want to put it off any longer, he wanted to get his leg fixed right away.

He wanted to have the most basic ability to walk, sit and lie down, he wanted to stand up and embrace his beloved woman into his arms.

At this moment, the desire to stand up is stronger than ever.

So he quickly contacted Melody Kate and made it clear that he was determined to have surgery.

Within three days of his decision, Melody Kate had him scheduled for surgery, performed by her father himself, with the usual safety precautions.

The operation was scheduled to take place abroad, and the following day Francesca Jones informed her mother of the decision and set off.

Mrs. Cecelia is delighted, thinking that her son has come to his senses and is going to start a new relationship with Melody Kate.

Unbeknownst to her, Francesca Jones is doing all this for Ilya alone, and he wants to look his best for her, or at least stand up to her.

He doesn’t blame the other man at all for the hurtful things Ilya said yesterday, on the contrary he agrees with them.

And who would want to spend their life with a cripple?

Therefore, he must get back on his feet and absolutely, positively cannot let his situation get any worse.

Francesca Jones took a private jet straight to a foreign country and entered a closed hospital, where he was cut off from all communication with the outside world and underwent a grueling rehabilitation program.

A man’s willpower is always superhumanly strong, and there is nothing you can’t think of, nothing you can’t do.

With the departure of Francesca Jones, the only people openly fighting against Moren Howard today are York Charlie and Blanche Capra.

But the two sides haven’t had any major clashes in the meantime, it’s all just a few minor, painless problems.

As for Ilya, she also heard about Francesca Jones going abroad for treatment, she thought that her words that day hurt the other party, so Francesca Jones would be so anxious to go abroad for treatment and rehabilitation.

But now that Francesca Jones is gone, it is useless for her to regret her unintentional mistake at that time.

She could only look forward to their reunion in the future to clear up all the misunderstandings in the past.

These days in the Nancy family, she and Elena Lawrence are getting familiar with each other, and the two of them spend a lot of time together.

Her and Elena Lawrence’s bellies were getting bigger every day, and some of the clothes that used to fit no longer did.

Looking at Moren Howard and Elena Lawrence’s loving appearance, she felt alone.

She could only keep reassuring herself that the storm would soon pass and that she would just hang in there for a little while longer.

That day, Moren Howard came back to the Nancy family to take Elena Lawrence to the hospital for a routine maternity checkup.

“Moren, you take Ilya with you.” Watson snapped, after all, he couldn’t leave his own daughter behind.

As much as he wanted to abort the baby in his daughter’s womb, after all, being unmarried and pregnant just didn’t sound good.

But since his daughter refused to comply, he couldn’t take any strong measures and could only follow her wishes.

Anyway, the Nancy family is a big family, just a child they still can afford to raise.

When his daughter gave birth to a child, he could arrange a better marriage for her, Watson worried about an old father’s heart.

All this time, he had been thinking about what to do with THE Charlie family, more or less ignoring his daughter.

He let out a long, helpless sigh at the thought of all the bad things that had happened.

Moren Howard brought Elena Lawrence and Ilya to the hospital for a maternity checkup, which really attracted a lot of people to look at him, how can a man bring two women to the hospital for a maternity checkup, isn’t this a big joke?

What exactly is the relationship between them, uninformed people are divided into side-eye speculation.

There were also passing curious people who asked one more question, Ilya was the first to answer decently, “I’m his sister.”

Avoiding a storm, the hospital they chose was one of the more private ones, and there were usually no reporters sneaking around to take pictures of the situation.

“You two go in, I’ll wait outside for you to come out.” Coming to the entrance of the maternity examination room, the words were addressed to the two of them, but their eyes landed on Elena Lawrence with a single movement.

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Elena Lawrence and Ilya nodded and went inside together to be examined indoors.

Everything checks out, and both of them have healthy fetuses, so once they get through the first trimester, they’ll be in a safe place.

Moren Howard stared at Elena Lawrence’s belly with a fatherly look on his face, imagining what the little child would look like in there.

Sometimes when he was driving, he would occasionally see a small child walking by the window, and he couldn’t help but take a second look.