As Christopher listened to his mother’s probing questions, he looked down at the report, his face clouded with despair as he nodded slowly.


    Lady Wilson felt a sudden, sharp pain in her chest upon seeing her son’s nod. Gripping her chest, she let out a wail of anguish.


    Harold and Wendy exchanged ufortable nces, feeling embarrassed as the scene unfolded. They were at a loss for words in such a tense moment.


    After all, this was their own mother, and nothing could truly capture the emotions swirling within them.


    With gritted teeth, Christopher shot a furious re at Hannah, his bloodshot eyes filled with rage, as if he might explode at any moment. “B*tch! Did you f*cking sleep with other men in the coal mine?! Who was he?!” he yelled.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Hannah was on the brink of copse.


    She had already scheduled an abortion for the following Monday, hoping to keep her pregnancy a secret. If only she had managed to follow through quietly, no one would need to know.


    But fate had other ns. After experiencing food poisoning from some dumplings, she found herself in the hospital, subjected to yet another blood test in the emergency department.


    Now, the signs of her pregnancy were undeniable and would surely be revealed in the tests.


    If she had known this would happen, she would have never touched Lady Wilson’s dumplings, not even if someone held a gun to her head!


    But now that the truth was out, her only option was to defend herself. “Chris, please let me exin! I had my reasons!” she pleaded, tears streaming down her face.


    “No! I don’t want to hear your f*cking excuses!” Christopher shouted, his voice filled with hysteria. “You shameless B*tch, you cheated on me, and now you’re pregnant! Argh, I want to kill you!”


    With a primal howl, Christopher lunged at Hannah, grabbing her hair and striking her violently.


    The sharp sound of ps echoed through the ward, mingling with Hannah’s cries of pain.


    “Chris, Christopher, please let me exin! I was forced into this!” she cried out.


    “Exin?! What the f*ck is there to exin, you B*tch! You’re so f*cking dead today! You cheated on me; I’m going to kill you!”


    Lady Wilson, consumed by rage, was nearly on the verge of a heart attack. Her eyes zed with fury as she red at Hannah, her hands trembling with indignation.


    This was a disgrace! Aplete disgrace!<fn1b23> Newest update provided by fin?novel</fn1b23>


    “Hannah Wilson, you immoral wretch! As a woman, how could youmit such a disgraceful act! You’ve tarnished the Wilson family’s name and brought shame upon us! You deserve to be punished severely, you sl*ut!”


    With venomous words, Lady Wilson unleashed her fury on Hannah, echoing Christopher’s violent assault!


    Even though Christopher was feeling weak, the shocking revtion of his wife’s betrayal had awakened a deep well of anger within him, unleashing a storm of fury.


    As Hannah cried out in pain, Lady Wilson seized a broom from the ward, mercilessly striking Hannah without hesitation.


    Having lived a life of pride and arrogance, Lady Wilson could not tolerate the insult to her family’s reputation. The thought of her eldest daughter-inw returning with a child that was not her son’s was simply unbearable!<h3 ss="has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>