Chapter 468 The Foolish Grandson
Dennis had already been fuming when his foolish grandson dragged that pretentious slut Elsa into the house. But when Simon went so far as to spout nonsense about James impregnating another woman–deliberately stirring trouble between James and Lily—it was thest
straw.
He shot Simon a re sharp enough to cut. “James is a good boy.”
Determined to smooth things over for Lily’s sake, Dennis poured every ounce of strength into praising James. “He’s upright, dignified, devoted, and faithful. How could he ever stray outside? Do you think everyone is like you- led around in circles by pretentious sluts?”
“My great–grandchild is, of course, James and Lily’s baby!”
Simon’s mind exploded with a deafening roar.
James and Lily’s baby…
That meant Lily was pregnant?
Lily–who had once stolen a kiss from him, who had
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glimpsed his body, who James himself had once suggested as a match for him–how could she be carrying James’s child?
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He couldn’t ept it. His lips trembled, his voice cracked. like a dreamer lost in nightmare. “Lily… she’s really pregnant?”
“If she isn’t really pregnant, then what? Pretend
pregnant?” Dennis snapped, his disdain mounting. “And stop dragging every disreputable woman into this house. You’ll ruin Lily’s peace of mind while she’s carrying a child!”
With those words, thest flicker of denial in Simon’s heart was extinguished. He stood there, pale and stricken, struck dumb.
“Simon…”
Elsa had long known that Simon was drawn to Lily against his better judgment. But even she hadn’t expected his reaction to be so extreme once he learned Lily was pregnant.
John had abandoned herpletely–refusing even to visit her in the hospital. When she begged for hispany in her final days, he only told her he couldn’t disappoint Lily again, that Simon would take care of her,
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He had wired her arge sum of money and blocked her everywhere. Even when she threatened suicide, it was Simon who rushed to her side, while John never came, muttering only that life and death were fate.
She knew then John belonged wholly to Lily. Elsa could never be his wife.
Simon was her fallback, her final lifeline. She had to be his wife. She could not let Lily destroy thisst chance.
But Dennis despised her, and Simon’s heart had drifted fully toward Lily. Bitterness choked her voice as she forced out wordsced with pain. “I’m not disreputable…”
The tremor in her cry drew Simon back from his daze, though his heart still refused the truth of James and Lily together.
“But you-” His voice shook with denial. “You hated Lily so much you wanted to divorce her. She doesn’t deserve you. How could you let her bear your child? She was supposed to be my match–you said I should marry her, so how could you-”
“Idiot!”
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Dennis couldn’t stomach another word. He kicked Simon hard, scowling.
Lily, carrying a child, had already been forced into divorce by James. That alone made his eldest grandson detestable in his eyes.
Still, Dennis wanted nothing more than for Lily to forgive him and remarry him.
And now this brainless boy brought up James’s past mistakes, threatening to remind Lily of reasons to stay away from him forever.
Dennis’s fury surged, and hended another kick. “I don’t want to hear your stupidity. I don’t want to see
wickedness in this house. Take that scheming white lotus you’ve brought in and get out!”
No one knew her son better than Mary.
She could see in as day that her foolish boy had fallen for Lily.
Lily was a good girl. If Simon had been upright, honest, and dependable, and if Lily were single, Mary would have dly epted her as a daughter–inw.
But Lily was already her nephew’s wife. And her son-
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blind to right and wrong, easily manipted by a fake white lotus–how could hepare with James? How could he ever be worthy of Lily?
“I’m not wicked…”
Elsa clung to Simon’s arm, tears streaking her face as if enduring some unbearable injustice.
Watching her son tangled up with that woman, Mary’s vision swam ck.
She pressed her temples, then spoke coldly. “Not wicked? You’ve ndered and harmed Lily again and again. If that’s not wicked, do you call it kind–hearted?”
“Your grandfather was right. You’re nothing but a blind fool, dancing on strings for a pretentious slut, with a brain full of filth.”
“Mom, she isn’t–she’s my savior. She’s my most precious little sister!”
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