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Chapter 4 Is This Your Revenge?
Chapter 4 Is This Your Revenge?
The doctor remembered what he was told, and asked the nurse to take the baby out first.
"Sorry, I can only tell you that it's a boy."
"Didn't you say that it could be twins?" Her eyelashes trembled slightly.
"The girl didn't make it."
Seeing her pale face, the doctor felt sorry for her. He pursed his lips and comforted her.
"My condolences."
Ann's hand fell weakly, tears flowing down from her eyes.
Her baby died.
...
After the birth of the boy, the security guards that had been in the courtyard were all gone, and only an
old woman was left to take care of her.
Hilda no longer blocked her from the outside world. She gave her phone back.
She just told Ann that she would send her abroad in a month.
It was up to Ann herself whether she would like to study there or not.
And she was not allowed to come back for five years.
Ann agreed. She knew that she had to. Her father was still in the prison, and she could do nothing if
she continued to stay in the River City.
However, when thinking of her newborn son she hadn't even met, she felt heartbroken and found
herself pathetic.
She had never seen her biological mother, either. She only heard of her from her neighbors and her
father when he was drunk.
It was said that her mother was a beautiful but ruthless woman. After giving birth to her, her mother
abandoned her and her father and left with a rich man.
Ann missed her, and at the same time, hated her.
Would her boy be the same when he grew up?
Just as she was smiling bitterly, her phone rang.
She picked it up and saw that it was a call from a stranger.
She answered. It was Sansa.
"You son of bitch! Where are you now? I went to see your useless father. He told me you are going to
study abroad. Where did you get all this money? And you even paid the debt off? Tell you what, your
father and I haven't divorced yet, so I also have a share of that money. Don't even think of taking it all!"
Ridiculous!
Ann hung up expressionlessly and blacklisted the number.
During the period when she was cut off from the outside world, they kept calling her, texting her, and
asking her where she was.
Of course, she knew that they wouldn't care about her. They only cared about the so-called huge
fortune her father had left to her.
Surely enough.
Ann was lying on the bed, staring at the chandelier above her head, her eyes empty.
She didn't understand what she had done wrong, and why she had to suffer all this.
...
The screen of her phone, which had been casually put on the bedside, lit up. It were two text
messages.
Karl Jobson: Ann, I heard that you'll go study in Country F. Is it the Glass School of Perfume?
Karl Jobson: I've got an offer from a university not far away from yours. It's good. We can have each
other's back.
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Dylan Villa.
As soon as he entered, Phillip heard babies crying. He frowned.
Seeing him, the old housekeeper, who was now busy with the babies, pushed the baby cart forward to
greet him.
"Mr. Phillip, Mrs. Moore brought them over. She said they are ... they are your babies."
The housekeeper also didn't know what was going on. Phillip was young and was known for his
aloofness to women. How could he suddenly have two babies!
A servant brought the telephone over and carefully handed it to Phillip.
"Mr. Phillip, it's Mrs. Moore."
Phillip frowned and answered the phone. Hilda had a weird smile on her face on the other end of the
line.
"Phillip, do you like my gift for you?"
Phillip instantly recalled what had happened after she had drugged him. He saw red.
The baby's mother was that innocent girl?
He never saw her again after that night. He had thought it was an accident and she wanted to put what
happened behind her so she had left quietly after she woke up.
Now he understood all this was just a scheme by Hilda.
Phillip was picturing the little girl with her perennial bright smile, how her big eyes would curve when
she was smiling and how she called him "my little hero" sweetly in joy.
But instead of protecting her, he had hurt her deeply.
"Is this your revenge?"
Phillip knew Hilda hated him and his mother, but he hadn't expected her to stoop to such
cruelty.