My Son Mother Will Be My Wife Chapter 61
My Son Mother Will Be My Wife Chapter 61–An astonished Ss narrowed his eyes and said furiously:
“That’s not up to you. If you refuse to hand over the
software, I’ll have you locked up until you do! Don’t underestimate the ways I can force your
hand, boy!
Timothyughed dryly as he sneered, “That sounds like you; It is ok. It seems that you are still
The same vile person you were all those years ago. Your shamelessness disgusts me!” He looked at
Ss with
reproach. “I have told you that I will never give you the rights to the software, not even if I die. ?One
Scum like you does not deserve to own any part of my creation!”
“You, useless piece of garbage! Try me one more time and see if I don’t give you a good beating!” he
snapped.
Ss, his chest rose and fell rapidly from anger as he raised his hand, ready to p
Timothy in the face.
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However, Timothy simply closed his eyes and walked away, decisively treating Ss as if
Out flimsy air while stubbornly ignoring the man.
Meanwhile, Tessa was unaware of everything that had happened. It was only at night when
She returned home, tired from the rigorous rehearsal, and noticed that Timothy was not in sight as she
thought,
Hmm, that’s weird.
“Isn’t Timothy supposed to be making dinner by now? Why isn’t he at home when he already
is it sote? Are you being held at school? Tessa murmured, as if the answers to her
Questions coulde out of nowhere.
Still racking his brains for the reasons he might bete, he put down the violin and
He carefully supported the ce where he belonged.
Then, he took out his phone and called Timothy. Theymunicated it after two bells and, without
waiting for a
greeting, asked: “Timothy, where are you? Why aren’t you home yet?
Tessa didn’t expect a harsh and familiar voice to respond on the other end of the line. “He’s not going
to go back to
house!”
Hearing this, he bristled, and his eyes widened in shock. Of course I would recognize this
voice; It was the same voice that had be the basis of her and Timothy’s nightmares!
Looking gloomy, she didn’t bother with subtleties as she demanded belligerently: “Why do you answer
the
telephone? Where is Timothy?
Ss’s thick baritone tone sounded petnt as he slurred the words maliciously:
“I brought your brother home and he will stay with us for the next few days, for the old people.
Times. Now, if you don’t have anything important to say, stop calling.”
The old days? As if anyone could believe that! Tessa pressed angrily: “Why the ****
brought Timothy, Ss? What do you want with it? I warn you: if you put a finger on it, I will do it to you.
pedazos.
Ss simplemente resopló ante su amenaza. “Tessa, te sugiero que dejes de rega?ar. Solo quería ver
a mi
hijo y alcanzarlo después de todos estos a?os; Seguramente no tengo que marte para
decírtelo. ?Además, no olvides que soy tu padre, así que cuida tu tono cuando me hables, jovencita
salvaje!
Con eso, colgó bruscamente el teléfono.
En ese momento, el rostro de Tessa se torció en una mueca maliciosa.
Su supuesto padre solo tenía ojos para el dinero y nada más. Más concretamente, los Reinhart nunca
habían mostrado ninguna preocupación por e y Timothy. Entonces, ?por qué empezar ahora?
?Deben
estar tramando algo
sospechoso!
Timothy era única familia que tenía, y no podía dejarlo sufrir un falso encarcmiento en casa de
los
Reinhart sin hacer nada para salvarlo.
Como tal, agarró sus cosas y se dirigió a Residencia Reinhart.
Sin embargo, por algún cruel giro del destino, Tessa acababa de salir delplejo de apartamentos
cuando el auto de Nichs se detuvo con Gregory felizmente en el asiento trasero.
Nichs se veía tan guapo e intocableo siempre, incluso cuando frustración y resignación se
reflejaban en su rostro cincdo.
Gregory había estado de mal humor todo el día desde que regresó del hospital. Se había negado a
har y apenas almorzó tampoco. Erao si su alma hubiera abandonado su peque?o cuerpo.
Naturalmente, todos en familia habían estado muy preocupados.
Cuando se trataba de cena, Nichs le había pedido específicamente al personal de cocina que
preparara todass cosas que a Gregory le gustabaer, sin preocuparse en absoluto por estar
saludableo le había advertido el médico anteriormente.
Por desgracia, el peque?o solo había tomado dos bocados de cena antes de vomitar y el proyectil
lleno lo dejó mortalmente pálido.
Nichs había entrado en pánico, pensando que podría ser un efecto secundario des toxinas, pero
al
The next second, the fatigued and upset boy decided to throw a tantrum just after vomiting in the
table.
With all the power he could muster, he swept all the food and dishes off the table with his little ones.
hands. He didn’t stop even when the hot soup spilled on his delicate skin.
Pouting, he could no longer contain his sadness as he burst into tears, sobbing, “For
What? Why doesn’t Miss Pretty Lady like me anymore? Dad, tell me why, please! Did I do anything?
Not good? Why doesn’t she love me…?
He had burst into incoherent crying after that, his chubby little hands rubbing.
Furiously his face as thick tears rolled down his cheeks.
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