-Pr,e out and tell them to keep their voices down, the baby is still sleeping.


    Melina leans over to tease the child on the bed, without looking back.


    Pr’s face was full of difficulty; it was obvious that the young master was not asleep. Besides, if she said that, she would not be offending the young master. But when she thought of the young master on the cot, Pr had topromise.


    She was considered an elder in the Fu family, so even if the young master was displeased, he shouldn’t say too much. Besides, the person in charge of the Moya family was the master after all.


    -Sir.


    Ondo looked up to see Pr and held his temper at least a little, although his face still stank.


    Seeing this, Pr breathed a sigh of relief and said:


    -Sir, you may rest a while in the parlour. The master is sleeping at the moment and the missus is with him. After a pause, fearing that Ondo would not hear her, she added: the woman had given specific instructions for the baby to be looked after and not to be disturbed.


    Ondo suppressed his anger and sat down in the living room as he held his face.


    It was then that Pr returned to her room. When she saw Melina holding the child in a rigid position, her whole body wobbling and about to fall if she wasn’t careful, her heart immediately sped up again and she rushed towards him.


    -Youngdy, it’s not right for you to take the baby like that. The young master will feel ufortable, the young master is still young, he….


    Pr’s voice stopped suddenly and her outstretched hand froze in mid-air. She shuddered under Melina’s cold, stern gaze and her body froze.


    -Shut up! Melina’s expression was one of spite: Do I even know how to hold a baby? He’s my son, I can hold him any way I want. Just be honest and do everything I tell you and don’t say one word too many.


    -Yes, yes.


    Pr raised her heart and nodded repeatedly.


    Only then Melina withdrew her gaze, smiling softly and warmly as if her face had changed, and looked down at the child in her arms.


    -Honey, you like it when I hold you like this too, don’t you?


    Two days from term, the baby was only vaguely visible and audible, and all he could express was crying.


    The position was awkward and the limp head seemed about to fall off. Perhaps sensing the malice in Melina’s body, the little baby suddenly let out a loud cry.


    -Baby. Baby, what’s the matter, don’t you feel well?


    Melina looked at the child in her arms with a worried expression and, after a moment of constion, that patience ran out. She sulked and snapped, “Shut up, why are you crying! You’re making too much noise.


    -Wow Wow…


    In response, she received louder cries from the baby.


    Melina wrinkled her nose in impatience and hugged the child tighter in her arms.


    -Useless thing, shut up!


    Pr’s heart went out to the little man, and though she was afraid of upsetting Melina, she could think of nothing else at the moment. She approached the baby and looked at him anxiously.


    -Madam, let me convince you.


    -It’s annoying, all you know is crying.


    Melina impatiently handed the baby to Pr and walked over to the bed and sat down. Pulling out a drawer, she took a packet of cigarettes out of it, took one out and lit it all at once and took a long, hard puff.


    I don’t know when she learned to smoke. She became more and more addicted to smoking, going from one cigarette a day at first to several cigarettes a day now. When she was upset, she smoked even more constantly.


    Pr was worried about the baby inhaling second-hand smoke and was afraid to tell Melina. She had to take the baby a little further away and gently coax him.


    -Darling, don’t cry, don’t cry, oh don’t cry….This text is property of N?/velD/rama.Org.


    -Bored, just crying.


    Melina was irritated to think that the baby she had been expecting had brought her nothing more than a ce in the Se?ora de familia Moya.


    She even lost her figure to have a baby, but what happened?


    If she had known, would she have gone to the trouble of getting pregnant?


    The answer was, of course, yes.


    At least with this child she was Ondo’s legitimate wife, without the child she would be a mere doppelganger who would never see the light of day.


    Melina’s mood improved instantly.


    He stubbed out his cigarette and walked over with a smile. Melina reaches over and picks up the baby and is about to tease him when he suddenly pees.


    Melina shouted out of breath as if she had stepped on something disgusting: “Yuck, Pr, get him out of here, get him out of here!


    Looking at her, he looked as if he was about to throw the baby out of her arms.


    Pr’s heart skipped a beat at the sight of him, and she went over to the baby, holding him in her arms and reassuring him.


    -How disgusting!


    Melina looked at the wet spot on her dress with a look of disgust and frowned as she hurried into the bathroom. She needed to change her clothes and take a shower. If she had known that raising a child was soplicated, she would never have had one.


    It was only when Melina entered the bathroom that Pr dared to show her indignation.


    He looked at the child in his arms with affection, coaxed him andmented with pity and concern: “Darling, how are you going to live your life afterwards? The young master doesn’t like you, and even his own mother… he’s a bitter little master.


    Ondo got up with a cold face and headed for the stairs.


    He looked like a bastard for Gerard’s sake, but now that he was awake, he didn’t have to care.


    -Sir.


    -Pr, you take it out first.


    Ondo didn’t even look at the child in Pr’s arms and said coldly.


    Pr feared that the young man’s affair with thedy would upset the young man, so she hugged the boy and left.


    With a bang, Ondo unceremoniously opened the bathroom door. To Melina’s disbelief, he bent down and grabbed her by the hair. She was submerged in the bathtub and couldn’t even move without such a grip on her hair.


    -Bitch! How dare you lie to me.


    Ondoughed heartily and Melina shuddered loudly before she could say anything and was pinned in the water by her head.


    -Well…


    Melina struggled violently, not daring to open her eyes or breathe. If she held on too long, she felt her chest would burst with pain.


    He lunged with all his might, but Ondo showed no mercy.


    He scoffed and held her head tightly.


    -Deceiving me again and again, Melina, do you really think I’m afraid to do anything to you?


    Ondo grabbed her by the hair and lifted her up.


    -Ejem.


    Melina finally gets some fresh air and coughs violently.


    So fearsome that it will kill her.


    Melina was stiff and surprisingly sore at the same time. The hidden pleasure repressed and abused, twisted and bred, made her look more and more flirtatious.


    -Ondo, I…


    -Bitch!


    “You filthy woman! How dare you look at me like that, damn you!”


    Ondo pinned Melina back down in the water and watched coolly as she iled and struggled as best she could.