Rodney had never dreamed that she would stay in the countryside of South City to have children. If he hadnât forced her like that, she wouldnât have chosen to get married, would she?
She and he hadnât been pregnant for three years, but she got pregnant very quickly after leaving him. This was undoubtedly the greatest irony for Rodney, because he had read many books about pregnancy before. He knew that women were under great pressure and it wasnât easy to get pregnant. Her pressure should come from her mother.
Thinking that her pregnancy might have been caused by the great pressure from her mother, Rodney wanted to die. He should have moved her out earlier. If he had brought her out earlier, everything would not have been like this. She would definitely have had a lively and lovely child with him.
As long as she had a child, her mother would never make things difficult for her. But it was too late to say anything now. It was his fault. It was his hesitation that caused all this.
Rodney didnât want to go home. He drove alone to the bar. He leaned against the sofa silently and drank. He heard his phone ringing, but he didnât want to answer it at all.
He drank a lot of wine in the bar, and in the end, it was the designated driver of the bar who sent him home.
It was already midnight, and the lights in the living room were still on. Because he did not go home, nor did he pick up the phone, Rachel was worried and kept waiting.
Seeing Rodney standing at the door with his hand on the door frame, Rachel turned her head and complained, âRodney, why didnât you answer the phone? Celia has been waiting here for you for several hours.â
âI didnât ask her to wait!â Rodney replied impatiently.
âWhatâs wrong? What happened?â Rachel looked at her son.
Rodney staggered over to her and sat down opposite her. âMom, do you really love me?â
âChild, what are you talking about? Do you have a mother who doesnât love her son?â Rachel replied. She frowned when she smelled the smell of alcohol. âWhy do you drink when you donât have a good stomach?â
Rodney leaned back on the sofa and muttered to himself, âIf you really love me, why canât you see my sadness? Why?â
Without Amber, he didnât believe that Rachel wouldnât have been able to see his life. It was said that love is the same as love. He had given up on his mother because of filial piety. Why couldnât his mother accept Amber because of love? This was what he wanted to know the most.
âRodney, you drank too much!â Rachel did not take his question to heart. She was worried that her son would hurt his stomach, so she immediately ordered the auntie to cook the soup for Rodney.
After all these years with his mother, he knew how capable she was to change the topic. Seeing Rachel calling him Aunt, he struggled to get up and went upstairs.
That night, Amber was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. She hated Rodney. She hated him as much as she loved him. As long as she thought that he said that he loved her and cheated on her, she could not forgive him.
When she thought of the scene of Rodney and Celia carrying her behind their backs, she felt as if her heart had been cut. In addition to the pain of living a life worse than death, there was also incomparable humiliation. Amber wished to kill them.
She had tried her best to treat her child and suffered from Rachelâs humiliation and torture, but he had begun to have his own child outside.
Amber felt a chill down his spine as soon as he thought of how Rodney was pretending to hug her to comfort her. âI only want you. I donât want children!â
âHow disgusting is he? How shameless is he to coax me like this?â Amber felt a chill on her face when she thought of how ruthless he was to her after the incident was exposed.
She would not forgive him. In this lifetime, he would never know that he had another son! This was his retribution, his retribution for having an affair!
Probably due to the unaccustomed climate, Mel felt a little uncomfortable recently and began to have a fever again. Amber took him to the hospital for an infusion. After two days of infusion in the hospital, the fever was finally controlled. Amber took Mel out of the hospital.
When she was waiting for the elevator, she ran into Celia and Zoe. Celia got up this morning and found her throat uncomfortable, so she asked Zoe to accompany her to the hospital.
They didnât expect to meet Amber, so they were shocked. Looking at her holding the child, they looked at each other in surprise.
Amber didnât know how to give birth. How could he appear with a child? Who was the child? It couldnât be hers!
The two of them looked at each other as they thought about it. Zoe curled her lips. Celia would naturally not do such an impolite thing, but she felt very uncomfortable.
Amberâs delicate skin made her extremely jealous. Amber was famous for his beauty. Many boys in college called her goddess.
Because of Amber, the goddess, Celia had to stand aside. At that time, she was very unhappy.
After all these years, she had lived a comfortable life and Amber had drifted away. She had thought that she would age, but she had never thought that her beauty would be rooted in her. She was exactly the same as before.
Celia was so jealous that she sneered in her heart. âWhatâs the use of being beautiful? Canât I have a baby?â Thinking of this, she felt much more comfortable.
On the one hand, Zoe was jealous of Amberâs beauty. On the other hand, she was upset about being poured with food by Amber last time. She snorted at Amber provocatively.
Amber turned a blind eye to her dissatisfaction. For a slave like Zoe, ignoring her was like putting gold on her face.
The elevator arrived. Amber didnât look at the two of them and entered the elevator first. Zoe and Celia looked strange and followed him into the elevator.
âSome people are despicable. The more you ignore her, the more she takes you seriously. Zoe is such a b*tch. Think about what happened last time. Since we met this time, we have to find her.â
Amber wouldnât be driven out of the Barron family because he didnât know how to give birth to a child. It was better to use the kid to provoke her. Thinking of this, she sneered. âCelia, how painful do you think a woman wonât have a child? She must be envious and jealous when she sees someone elseâs child. Will she want to raise someone elseâs child?â
Celia was also happy. Zoe was really her bosom friend. She said what she wanted to say. She didnât answer but smiled gently.
Celiaâs smile was a kind of encouragement to Zoe, and Zoe became more and more proud. âItâs useless no matter how beautiful a woman is. Life is incomplete, which is equivalent to being half disabled!â
As soon as she finished speaking, the little girl in Amberâs hand said in a childish voice, âMom! Hungry!â
Zoe suspected that something was wrong with her ears, so did Celia. They looked at each other in surprise, suspecting that something was wrong with their ears.
Although they heard the child call her mother, they still didnât believe that the child would be Amberâs.
âIt must be an acquaintance.â Mel fell into a position in Amberâs arms and turned her face back. Seeing Melâs face, Zoe and Celia looked at each other again.
Zoe couldnât say a word. Celia was no longer smiling. She stared at Mel in astonishment and then looked at Amberâs face.
Eyes, nose, and mouth... This child resembled Amber so much!
âIs he really Amberâs child? How is that possible?â
Celiaâs stunned expression amused Amber. She withdrew her gaze and looked at Mel, her eyes full of tenderness and love.
âGood girl, Iâll take you to eat delicious food later!â
Celia heard this sentence clearly. She and Zoe were staring at each other and couldnât speak at all.
The air became silent. Zoe, who used to mock Amber, couldnât find a reason, and Celiaâs heart was also spinning.
Finally, the elevator door opened, and Amber strode out with Mel in his arms. Celia and Zoe followed. Watching Amberâs back as he walked away, Zoe lowered her voice and said, âCelia, isnât she... canât she give birth? Whatâs wrong with this child?â
âHow would I know?â Celiaâs face darkened.
She was more anxious and worried than Zoe when she suddenly became so angry.
âI donât know if Rodney knows that she has a child...â Zoe brought it up.
âShut up!â There was a hint of anger on Celiaâs face. She interrupted Zoe harshly. Zoe had never seen such a Celia, so she was shocked. Celia ignored Zoe and said, âTake a taxi home. I have something to do, so I have to go first!â
Zoe watched Celia drive away. Although she didnât know why she was angry, it must have something to do with the child in Amberâs hands. It seemed that something bad was going to happen!
Celia parked the car at the door and rushed into the house. She didnât look like a lady at all. In the living room, Shannon was watching TV on the sofa. When she heard the sound of the door opening, she saw her daughter panting. She frowned and said, âWhy are you running so fast? Itâs improper to let people see you.â
âMom! Itâs not good!â Celia rushed to her. âAmber... Amber has a baby!â
âWhat did you say?â Shannon sat up straight. âHow is that possible? You must be mistaken!â
âI didnât see wrongly. The child looked very similar to her, as if they were carved out of the same mold.â
Shannon couldnât believe it. âHow come?â
âMom! What should we do?â Celia was very anxious. âDidnât you say that she wouldnât have a baby? Whatâs wrong with this child? If Rodney knows that she will have a baby, what should we do?â
âShut up!â Shannon shouted at her daughter. âWhy are you making such a fuss?â
âMom! Iâm scared!â Celia bit her lip. She was really scared. At that time, Amber and Rodney broke up because of their broken-up.
If Rodney knew that Amber would have a child, everything she had painstakingly planned would be over. Last time, she said that she had a child on a blind date show, but we didnât believe it. It turned out that she really had a child.
âLet me think about it! Let me think about it!â Shannon also knew the seriousness of the matter. She stood up and walked around the room. âHow old is the child?â
âTwo or three years old!â Celia did not know the exact age.
âTwo or three years old? Could it be Rodneyâs?â Shannonâs face became serious. The appearance of this child was strange! If it was Rodneyâs child, it would be a waste.
âNo way.â Celia was uncertain. âIf the child was really Rodneyâs, why did she have to divorce him?â
âThatâs not necessarily true. Amber and Ashley are as stubborn as they are. They donât tolerate sand in their eyes, and they view love so sacred. Maybe this child really belongs to Rodney.â
âThen what should we do?â Celia was anxious. She had not yet recovered from the shock that Amber could give birth to a child.
If this child belonged to Rodney, she could say that there was no hope at all.
Shannon didnât say anything, which scared her. She walked around the room with an angry look on her face. She picked up her phone and dialed. A soft voice came from the other side. âWhatâs the matter, Shannon?â
âItâs a big deal. Do you know that Amber has a child?â
The other party was stunned. âHow come?â
âCelia saw it with her own eyes today.â Shannon lowered her voice and said fiercely, âDidnât you say it was all right? How could it become like this now?â
The other party was silent for a moment. âShannon, thereâs always an accident...â
âHow dare you say that!â Shannon was furious. âDidnât you tell me that she wouldnât get pregnant in her whole life after the surgery? How can you explain it now?â
âThis is not absolutely absolute. There is such a case that she will still be pregnant after having an abortion. Amber may be like this.â
âAn accident? Itâs really surprising!â Shannon gnashed her teeth and said, âThe Barron family will definitely know about it. If someone comes to investigate, do you know how to answer?â
âDonât worry! Iâve already dealt with it!â The other party promised.