The butler, seeing this, quickly comforted,
“Sir, please accept my condolences. There will be more children in the future.”
“The most important thing now is the lady’s health.”
Hearing this, Gideon quickly put away his sadness.
He ordered his subordinates to investigate everything I went through.
Gideon sat by my hospital bed, looking at the documents in his hand.
The more he read, the more shocked he became. After finishing, he threw the documents on the ground.
“Damn it, streaming the whole thing live, I’ll make them regret ever being born.”
Two days later, I woke up and saw Gideon by my side. My tears instantly flowed down.
“Gideon, is our child still here?”
Seeing Gideon’s silence, I knew the child was gone.
I couldn’t hold back my grievance and cried out loud.
“It’s all my fault for not protecting our child. He wasn’t even full–term.”
Gideon, hearing this, was heartbroken and came up to hold my hand, looking at me tenderly,
“Avery, it’s okay. We’ll have more children in the future.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you get justice for every humiliation you suffered.”
When Gideon said this, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, which I happened to catch.
“Gideon, but they are your…”
Before I could finish, Gideon interrupted me.
“Avery, Jackson and I aren’t actually related by blood. We’re not real brothers.”
“My old man never knew he was cheated on by the woman next to him.”
“As for Phoebe, there’s no need to mention her. I never had feelings for her. Our marriage was purely a convenience.”
“Compared to you, they are insignificant.”
I looked at Gideon, touched.
In reality, only I knew that all of this was carefully planned by me.
just didn’t expect to miss a step. I’m really sorry, my child.
At this moment, Grandma Nora came in.
She couldn’t help but cry when she saw me.
“Child, you’ve been wronged.”
“Gideon, do what you want. Don’t worry about this old bone of mine.”
Two days later, I was helped to the ancestral ball
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I just didn’t expect to miss a step. I’m really sorry, my child.
At this moment, Grandma Nora came in.
She couldn’t help but cry when she saw me.
“Child, you’ve been wronged.”
“Gideon, do what you want. Don’t worry about this old bone of mine.”
Two days later, I was helped to the ancestral hall.
I sat weakly on the chair, while Jackson lay on the ground in a sorry state.
He was covered in bruises and bloodstains.
His clothes were unrecognizable.
It seemed he had a tough time these past few days, surely treated harshly.
Seeing me, a complex emotion flashed in Jackson’s eyes.
Looking at his face, a surge of anger rose in my heart.
He was the one who killed my child and streamed my misery online for the world to see.
Though Gideon had arranged for someone to handle the situation online,
I still felt ashamed, afraid to face people.
I spoke with hatred,
“I told you, you’d regret your actions back then.”
