Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 703

“Disgusting adulterers!” the cousin’s wife spat, disgusted at the sight of April cozying up to a man a dozen years her senior, and a married one at that.

April’s sobs grew more pathetic as she burrowed into Vincent’s embrace.

Vincent’s face hardened. “Mrs. Turner, I suggest you watch your tone.”

“Oh, did I say something wrong?” Mrs. Turner sneered. “A police academy instructor, of all things, choosing to be a mistress to a married man. And pregnant, no less. It’s utterly revolting.”

“Mrs. Turner, if you can’t speak civilly, I’m going to have to ask you to leave,” Vincent said, his voice cold and his gaze piercing.

Under Vincent’s icy stare, Mrs. Turner finally had the sense to shut her mouth.

She hadn’t come here with her child just to vent her anger. Her husband was in jail, she was out of a job, and her child’s education was expensive.

She had no choice but to seek out April and Vincent.

Vincent was a sharp man; he knew exactly why Mrs. Turner was there.

He gently patted April’s back. “It’s alright, I’ll handle this. You should rest. Don’t let this stress the baby.”

After calming April down, Vincent escorted Mrs. Turner out of the room.

Mrs. Turner clutched her child’s hand and followed Vincent out.

In Vincent’s presence, she didn’t dare act as brazenly as she had with April.

After all, Vincent was a powerful man with an intimidating aura. For him, crushing them would be as easy as stepping on an ant.

“Mr. Walker, my husband has been arrested. The fallout from what he did has been terrible. I was fired from my job, and my child is being bullied at school to the point where he can’t even attend anymore.”

“Why are you still frowning? I’ve already taken care of the Turners,” Vincent said as he walked over, instinctively stroking her hair before moving his hand down to her swollen belly.

April was over six months pregnant. The ultrasound showed that everything was normal, and it was a boy. Vincent had high hopes for this child, which was why he was so patient with April.

“Vincent, please don’t blame my cousin’s wife. My cousin has been arrested, and who knows how long his sentence will be. She and her child will face hardships, that’s why she came to me.”

April said, clutching Vincent’s hand.

If it weren’t for her, her cousin wouldn't have been dragged into this. After his arrest, he had taken all the blame and hadn't implicated them, leaving April overwhelmed with guilt.

“She insulted you so horribly, and you’re still defending her. You’re just too kind for your own good,” Vincent said with a sigh.

“It’s not their fault. It’s all mine. I got them involved,” April choked out.