Madam Duval and Sophie refused to drop the matter.
“So now you know how to behave yourself? Weren’t you so formidable yesterday that you beat up someone? Maybe karma struck and the baby is sick because of his trouble-making mother!”
“Criticize me all you want but not my baby.”
Hesper bit her lower lip tightly, anxious and panic-stricken from thinking about her child’s condition.
Madam Duval squalled from the side. “Yikes, yikes, yikes. Look at you scowling at me after being criticized. Yesterday, you hit Sophia. Are you going to hit me today?”
Hesper knew that now was not the time for quarreling. She clenched her fists tightly and told herself to put up with it. Then she turned around to say to Rickard, “I’m the child’s mother, so no matter what, I have the right to check on him.”
“No. What if the baby’s illness deteriorates further when she enters the room?”
Sophia’s remark reminded Rickard. Even though he did not buy into superstition, it was better to be safe than sorry since the baby could easily get an infection due to his low immunity while he was sick.
“The baby is receiving treatment from a doctor right now. I’ll send someone to update you if there’s any information.”
Hesper’s gaze turned dim bit by bit. She took a glance at the faces of the Duvals in silence.
She saw Madam Duval and Sophia’s provocative expressions and Rickard’s ignorance.
How could they do this? Is this family really able to take care of my child…
She waited until noon and seized the opportunity when Rickard was out to handle some affairs to come to the nursery once again.
However, just as she was about to open the door, a mocking voice was heard coming from her side. “Trying to get inside? Beg me then. Beg me until I’m satisfied, and I’ll let you in to check if your son is still alive.”
She turned around to find Sophia and Juniper.
Both of them had their chins lifted arrogantly as if they were trying to get even after yesterday’s incident.
However, did Hesper have any other choice?
Her precious child was sick in the nursery, separated from her by a door. As the child’s mother, how could she set her mind at ease?
“Take it as me begging you. Just let me take one look at him, just a look will do.”
Hesper suppressed the feeling of humiliation in her heart and behaved submissively.
Sophia and Juniper immediately burst out laughing in a reckless manner. As they were laughing, Sophia suddenly slapped Hesper. “Is this how you beg someone?”
Hesper stood there without budging. She knew that if she were to move, it was highly possible that she would not get to see her baby.
“If the act of hitting me will allow me to see the child, you can hit me.”
“Bah, knock it off. I’m hitting you because you deserve it for being disrespectful yesterday.” Sophia fiddled with her freshly-manicured nails leisurely and smiled maliciously. “As for your child, you can bow down and beg me. Maybe then I’ll think about letting you see your child.”
Hesper could not stand it anymore. “You’ve gone too far!”
“I’ve gone too far?” Sophia acted as if she just heard the funniest joke and pretended as if she was walking away with Juniper. “Since you think I’ve gone too far, forget about it then. The child is not mine anyhow. Who knows if the doctor is putting in any effort to treat the child? If the child is almost dead, someone’s going to have to bury him soon.”
The remark hit Hesper’s soft spot. This was precisely what she was worried about, which was why she insisted on checking on the baby herself.
Just as Sophia was about to leave, Hesper bit her lower lip tightly and bowed down. “Can I enter the nursery now?”
“Look at you bowing down as you’re told. What an obedient dog you are. Look, Juni. How is a person like her worthy of being Mrs. Duval? I’m going to celebrate to my heart’s content on the day of your wedding to my brother.”
Hesper tried to turn a deaf ear to the remark, but her hands tightly clenched by her sides.
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