Outside the car window it is rainy and breezy.
Alice reaches out her hand to a woman in front of her who is cool and graceful.
"Mrs. Smith, I beg you not to separate me from Edward. I have been in love with him for seven years..."
"I don't care how many years you have been in love! Sign the divorce agreement and immediately go to the hospital to have an abortion! I don't want you to show up in front of Edward again!"
This cold voice envelops Alice, lets her body tremble like a leaf in the wind.
"Mrs. Smith, this is your grandchild...How could you be so cruel! Edward, he won't let you do that!"
Alice Roberts puts her hands over her swollen belly, her voice trembles but she still fronts Mrs. Smith with unwavering eyes.
Janet Smith, the lady known as Madame Smith, folds her arms and looks scornfully at Alice.
"You can fool Edward, but you can't fool me! Are you sure the baby in your belly is really my grandchild?"
Mrs. Smith says contemptuously, "What is this? The nude pictures of you and Charles Johnson have spread all over the city! With these photos, how dare you say that you are carrying my grandchild?!"
Mrs. Smith says, throwing a stack of photos on the small face of Alice.
"You are just a prostitute who want to cuckold my son! No wonder you seduced Edward to marry you right after graduation! It turns out that you wanted to hide something at that time. That big belly doesn't look like seven months to me!"
When Mrs. Smith says that Alice is a prostitute, the young woman standing aside shows a triumphant smile.
"Mrs. Smith, my baby is Edward’s child! And I'm not a prostitute! I have nothing to do with Charles Johnson. And I don't even know him..."
Her voice is shaking so badly, and her cheek is bleeding because of the sharp photos.
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