“The child shouldn’t even have come into my womb. It’s better for the child to have left parents like us.”
Carter had been suppressing the anger in his heart, but when he heard Shirley saying that, his fist clenched tightly.
Although he was livid, he still unclenched his fist eventually, forcefully suppressing the blazing anger in his heart.
“Listen to me, Shirley. I’ll make you realize how stupid you’ve been.”
“Carter, don’t make me hate you even more.”
Shirley was calm. Her blank yet icy gaze was fixed on the furious Carter.
“Even if you used some illegitimate means to get the right to rule St. Piaf, it won’t be honorable.”
“Heh.” Carter laughed mockingly when he heard what Shirley said. “You’ve certainly been ‘reborn’, Shirley.”
Shirley turned her gaze away from him upon hearing that. “I’ve already seen through everything. I hope you’ll come to your senses soon.”
“Listen, Shirley. I won’t. You sacrificed my child for Jeremy and Eveline. You don’t even care that you’re the mother, but I do. Just you wait.”
Carter spat out the last sentence through his gritted teeth and turned around suddenly.
Shirley felt that something was wrong with that statement, but she no longer knew what she could say to stop him.
Soon after Carter walked out of the room, two maids came in to wash her up and feed her the porridge.
Shirley had resisted, but when she thought about what Carter might do to Jeremy and Madeline, she suddenly felt that she could not die now.
Not only did she want to prevent any mishaps from happening, but she also wanted to stop Carter from making more mistakes.
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