My Child and I Married a Billionaire novel Chapter 120

Chapter 120: Chapter 120: In a Pinch, a Best Friend Is a Husband

Doris Morton strode forward and shoved the woman, then pointed at her nose and started cursing.

The woman was baffled. Thinking Doris Morton held the same status as her, she looked from Mr. Morton to Doris in surprise.

"You hit me? Where did this bitch come from? How dare you hit me? Morton, who is she? What is going on? You better explain this to me right now!"

Mr. Morton hadn’t expected to run into his daughter here, much less that Doris Morton would cause such a public scene, yelling and even getting physical.

Embarrassed, he glanced around, pulled the woman behind him to shield her, and lowered his voice.

"Doris Morton, what are you doing? What’s all this nonsense you’re spouting in public?"

Growing up, Doris Morton had always felt she had a happy life.

Although they lived in a small town and weren’t incredibly wealthy, they had enough to live comfortably.

Her mother was gentle, her father was considerate, and they had been a loving couple for decades. But today...

She truly couldn’t bring herself to associate her father with *that* kind of man.

"I hit the wrong person, right? She’s not actually with you, is she? Are you two here for work? Why would you be working here, Dad? Okay, fine, I don’t care what the reason is. Just tell me yes, and I’ll believe you. I’ll even apologize to her."

"Dad, tell me this is all a misunderstanding! Just tell me!"

Mr. Morton: "..."

He glanced around again and reached out to pull Doris Morton away.

"Doris, you’ve always been a sensible girl. Dad has always trusted you. Look at this, we’re in public. Let’s not make a scene here. You should go home first..."

He tried to push Doris Morton away, but the woman behind him wasn’t having it.

"So she’s your daughter, huh? Not as wonderful as you made her out to be. Morton, your daughter is asking you a question. And speaking of which, I’ve been asking you something too, and you still haven’t given me a clear answer. Why don’t you answer us both today."

"What exactly is our relationship? And when are you going to marry me?"

Doris Morton and her father both froze and turned to look at the woman.

The young woman’s face was full of defiance and smugness.

"I’m already over three months pregnant with your son, and I’ll start showing soon. I want to wear a wedding dress at our wedding, so if you keep dragging this out... Anyway, it’s going to happen sooner or later, so you might as well just tell her the truth now."

Doris Morton felt like not just her worldview, but her entire being had been shattered.

’Her father hadn’t just found a woman this young behind her back—they had a child on the way and were discussing marriage!!’

’God, was this even the same father she had always known?’

’And this woman was just so shameless, wasn’t she?’

’Knowing he had a family, knowing he had a grown daughter, and still she was desperate to be his mistress?!’

At first, Doris Morton didn’t want to press the issue, didn’t want to believe it was true. But now, she couldn’t even lie to herself anymore.

"What did you say? What did you say you are to my dad? What do you want from him? Say it again!"

Doris Morton was trembling from head to toe, her eyes fixed on the woman, filled with disbelief.

Seeing her on the verge of breaking, the woman couldn’t have been more pleased.

"If you want me to say it again, I’ll say it again. I’m your dad’s girlfriend. He said he loves me and wants to marry me, which means I’ll be your new stepmom soon. You’re Doris Morton, right? I..."

SLAP!

Doris Morton couldn’t hold back any longer. She rushed forward and slapped the woman hard across the face.

"Bitch! Shameless whore! How dare you stand there and say that after wrecking someone’s family! I’m going to beat you to death today!"

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