Chapter 855
The First Heir
This time, Philip almost fell from the couch.
He grinned and said, âHow is that possible? I donât have that ability. I only have a bit of money. I think
someone must have lodged a report against them.â
Wynn frowned at Philip.
She kept feeling that he was lying.
However, she could not think of a reason for him to do so.
Sensing Wynnâs suspicious glance, Philip said guiltily, âWhy are you looking at me that way? Donât you
know what I look like? Okay, now that your companyâs affairs have been resolved, you should take
good care of your health. This time, youâre not allowed to go anywhere. Do you hear me?â
Wynn gave her consent, continued watching the news on the screen, and then looked back at Philip
who was still on the sofa reading the newspaper with his legs propped.
Was it really not him?
âBy the way, Phil, when are you going to introduce your friend to me?â Wynn suddenly asked while
drinking her soup.
Philip was startled. Wynn was asking a lot of questions today.
âWhat friend?â Philip asked instead, feigning ignorance.
âQuite a few. For instance, the friend who invested three billion in us the first time. Or the friend who
helped us with the online scandal the other time. Or the friendâ¦â Wynn said a lot in one breath. With a
faint smile on her lips, she looked at Philip and waited for his answer.
Philip was flabbergasted and stared at Wynn dubiously.
F*ck!
Since when did he have so many friends?
He was doomed.
He was not going to be able to explain this. Now what?
Was this going to be confession day?
After thinking about it, Philip leaned forward, held Wynnâs little hand, and said with a grin, âWynnie, if I
tell you something, something that Iâve kept from you for a long time, will you be angry with me?â
He needed to get her mentally prepared first.
Wynn looked at the suddenly attentive Philip, crossed her arms over her chest, and deliberately said
condescendingly, âThat depends on what you tell me.â
That was really difficult to say.
Philip hesitated and finally made the decision.
âUh, Wynnie⦠Actually, your husband⦠Thatâs me⦠Iâm not as simple as you think. Actually, in fact,
the Clarke familyâ¦â Philip said nervously.
However, at this time, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open!
Martha Yates, who had not been seen for a long time, turned up pretentiously.
As soon as she entered the door, she cried loudly. âWynnie, what happened to you? Why are you so
careless? Are you alright? You must talk to me!â
While talking, she pulled Philip away from his chair.
Look, what a virtuous mother-in-law.
Now she was so concerned about Wynn.
Philip stood silently and glanced at Charles who came in afterward.
Charles also smiled and greeted Philip.
âPhilip! Whatâs going on? Why is my daughter in the hospital again?! Is it because of you? Tell me!â
Suddenly, Martha got up, pointed at Philipâs nose, and started cursing.
That look was simply fantastic!
Philip raised an eyebrow, stared at Martha coldly, and said, âWhat are you doing?â
With that, Marthaâs next words were stuck in her throat.
She froze for a few seconds, then immediately shouted unreasonably, âWhat do you mean? Just look
at my daughter. Since she married you, has she been leading a good life? This is the second time. Are
you deliberately trying to make her miscarry? Could it be that the child is not yours?â
Martha came here today fully prepared.
Her objective?
Simple.
Philip scrutinized Martha and said bluntly, âJust say what youâre trying to do with this drama.â
Martha glanced at Charles and continued her pretense. âI donât know what youâre saying. Whatâs wrong
with me fighting for my daughter? Just look at her. Do you have a conscience? Now that sheâs like this,
doesnât she need someone at home to take good care of her?â
When she said this, she winked at Charles repeatedly.
âYes, thatâs right.â
Charles immediately nodded in agreement.
âOf course, Iâm right. Wynn is my daughter. Who else better to take care of her?â Martha continued and
asked Charles again, âCharles, donât you think so?â
Philip glanced at Wynn on the hospital bed, and Wynn also shook her head helplessly.
The two of them had already figured out Marthaâs motive.
âMom, what do you want?â Wynn asked.