Simon looked impatient. Recently, his family had brought up his rtionship with Yvonne again, and he


    could not shake the feeling that Yvonne’s appearance here was not a coincidence but rather a


    calcted move.


    Before he could start making sarcastic remarks, however, he saw Yvonne holding a child in her arms.


    The child was dressed in matching colors with Yvonne, and they looked very close,


    Simon’s eyes widened, curses falling from his lips, “Damn it! I fucking knew Yvonne yed around


    more than I did. How could she be innocent? So, she has a secret child in Nava, huh?”


    ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    After saying this, Simon watched Yvonne y with the child tenderly while someone took photos of


    them from the side. The more he looked at the scene, the more he felt that his guess was right.


    How could this child be anyone else’s if not Yvonne’s?


    Simon never even considered the possibility that the child might not be Yvonne’s. He only thought he


    had caught her red–handed and immediately walked over excitedly.


    Yvonne was taking photos with Merry. The child was so cute and did not cry.


    During the time Mnie was away, Yvonne bought several pieces of clothes in the same series for


    Merry and herself. Today, they were both dressed in a tender yellow color.


    Dressed in tender yellow, Merry looked like a small egg yolk with her chubby cheeks. Yvonne adored


    her and kissed her several times.


    Suddenly, a sharp and sarcastic voice sounded from above them. “Yvonne, don’t you think you owe me


    an exnation?” ↑


    Yvonne raised her head in confusion and saw Simon’s mocking face. “What exnation do you want?


    No, what are you doing here?” Yvonne asked.


    “If I wasn’t here, would I have discovered you had a secret child?” Simon ?neered. The mockery in his


    eyes gradually turned into coldness. “Yvonne, you got some nerve ying tricks on me. You have a


    secret child yet you want to go on a blind date with me?”


    Yvonne instinctively wanted to curse Simon as a fool, but before she could speak, she suddenly saw


    Eugene following behind him.


    She swallowed her retort and red at Simon, rebuking, “What’s it to you?! Also, get this straight, who


    would even want to go on a blind date with you? Do I look like I’m willing to go out with you?”


    Simon’s expression changed unpredictably. He narrowed his eyes at Yvonne, his tone warning as he


    challenged her, “Say that again!”


    “Oh yeah? So what if I say it twice? Simon, do you have a problem? What’s my rtionship with you?


    Don’t use this authoritative tone with me. You best remember you’re just a failed blind date candidate!


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    Yvonne held Merry, genuinely itching with anger now. Unfortunately, Eugene was here, so she could


    not reveal Merry’s true identity.


    She nced at Eugene through the corners of her eyes and noted his expression was indifferent, aloof.


    Suddenly, Yvonne’s anger dissipated. She had Merry in her arms. She could not help but wonder if


    Eugene were to discover that Merry was his daughterter on, would his indifference turn to shock?


    Would his jaw hit the ground?


    Yvonne tightened her grip around Merry and rxed.


    Simon did not know what she was thinking, but he could tell that Yvonne seemed quite pleased with


    herself. He ground his teeth, looking at Merry as he sarcastically said, “Even if that’s the case, at least I


    wouldn’t stoop so low as to let a woman raise my child.


    “Yvonne, are you blind? You’d rather have a freeloader’s child. No wonder you chased after Carlisle for


    years but he didn’t even look at you. You’re so stupid!”


    Carlisle was a sensitive topic for Yvonne, and nobody dared mention him to her. Whenever Simon did,


    Yvonne would explode in anger.


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    However, today, she just chuckled and replied, “Yes, you’re right. The child’s father really is a good-


    for–nothin-


    “)


    She paused there, not continuing her tirade. However, she looked angry now.


    “Simon, let’s go.” Eugene’s cold and indifferent voice sounded as he interrupted the confrontation


    between Simon and Yvonne. They then turned and left. He did not want to stay here and listen to


    Simon and Yvonne fight.


    Simon nodded in response and stopped arguing with Yvonne. He just shot a meaningful nce at


    Merry and Yvonne before turning around and following Eugene as they left.