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Chapter 1218
Addie’s words made Grace Raye’s face turn a bit pale.
The doctor gently adjusted his glasses, his gazes hidden behind the reflection. He remained silent for a moment,
then nodded seriously, “Her body was weak to start with, so an emotional outburst could indeed cause fainting.”
Grace tumed to look at Presley standing nearby, no longer able to hold back.
“Presley…Chloe…she’s really crossed the line!”
Presley’s face darkened as he stared at the unconscious Wendy on the bed, his face twitched, then he slowly
walked out of the room.
Downstairs in the living room, Marina had prepared a lot of fruit, sliced and arranged in a colorful display on the
plate, looking delicious.
Rose Davis, who sat on the sofa, relishing every bite. “So far, the fruit here is the best.
Marina laughed, “These are all grown by us, all–natural and organic.”
“That’s great.” Rose patted her belly and said to Chloe and Damon, “Consider the fruits for my son sorted then.”
Damon frowned, glanced at Rose, and before she could grab the last strawberry from the plate, he picked it up first
and fed it to Chloe. “How poor is Morrison? He wouldn’t even buy you fruit?”
Rose watched as the last strawberry was eaten by Chloe, gritting her teeth. “Mr. Harper! My son, who is in my belly,
is going to be your granddaughter’s husband. What’s the big deal if he eats some of your fruit? Are you that
stingy?”
Damon’s handsome jawline tightened. The thought of his daughter marrying that kid was irritating.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Mr. Harper, I promise to make your future son–in–law treat you well.”
“Buzz off.”
“Chloe…” Rose immediately turned her attention to Chloe.
Chloe reluctantly smiled, “Alright, eat up.”
“It’s for your future son–in–law.” Rose emphasized.
“It’s just some fruit, how could you push the responsibility on your own child?” Nathan couldn’t hold back, “Your
child is still in the womb and you’re already burdening him. If you shirk responsibility onto him now, I can’t even
imagine how tough his life will be once he’s born.”
Rose straightened up and grabbed the fruit plate in front of Nathan. “I’ve worked hard to carry this pregnancy,
even risking my life. What’s the big deal if he takes on some responsibility? Otherwise, why would I want him?”
Everyone was speechless..
Nathan chuckled, waving at Rose’s belly. “Hello, little prince, born with responsibilities.
Rose was amused by Nathan and broke into laughter. Born with responsibilities, little prince? The analogy was spot
on.
Chloe couldn’t help laughing. She began to feel sorry for her future son–in–law.
Rose loved fruits even before her pregnancy, and now, the sweet and sour fruits were her favorite. She was
enjoying Nathan’s fruit while chatting, when suddenly she heard:
“You’re eating too much fruit. You need to consume more proteins and fats to help the baby grow. Save some
appetite for the main meal.”
Rose blinked and quickly placed the fruit plate back onto the table. She had indeed eaten a little too much and now
she didn’t feel like eating anything else. Chloe glanced at the woman who had just spoken, smiling slightly. She
didn’t expect the most skilled doctor in the Harper family’s medical team to be a young
woman.
“Ah, the burden of a mother.”
“You’re marveling at this just because of a little less fruit. You’re funny.”
Nathan joked with Rose.
Compared to the gloomy atmosphere upstairs, the mood downstairs was much lighter.
When Presley came downstairs and noticed the laughter and chatter in the living room, his anger intensified.
“You upset Wendy to the point of fainting and here you are, chatting with friends. Presley, your grandson has found
quite a wife.” Grace sneered, not hiding her sarcasm. Everyone downstairs could hear it clearly.
Seeing the two come down, Chloe got up.
“Grandpa Presley.”
“Don’t call me that. I can’t stand it.” Presley suddenly yelled, his booming voice causing a jolt.
She knew Presley would be angry, but she didn’t expect him to be this furious. Chloe’s expression turned cold, and
she didn’t say anything further.
Damon stood up, pulling Chloe behind him. “Is she dead?”
“What nonsense are you talking about?!”
“If she’s not dead, why are you so furious?”
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“You…
Presley was so angry he was shaking, pointing at Damon, unable to speak. “You better pray Wendy’s okay, or else,
I’ll make Chloe pay!”
Damon’s brow furrowed, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
“Who dares?”
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“I dare!! Do you want my life too?!”
“You want to try?”
Damon’s voice was as cold as ice, devoid of any warmth.
Everyone else in the living room also stood up, Rose was the farthest from Damon. Even at a distance of over three
meters, she could feel the chill emanating from Damon, as if it was about to freeze the entire room.
It was then that she realized how precious his gentleness and affection towards Chloe were. She was Chloe’s friend,
and although he had been cold to her before, he was more friendly now. Standing opposite him was his own
grandfather. No matter how powerful or influential a person was, the elders in the family always had a higher
standing.
“You would actually, for a woman…”
“Don’t threaten me, and don’t give me an either–or choice. That’s not how it works with me, and no one can
change my decision.”
Presley was shaking all over with anger because of Damon’s words, “What kind of spell has she cast on you? How
come she’s made you lose all your senses?!! Just think about it, since you brought her home, when has there been
peace in this house?!”
“The one disturbing the peace has never been her. And the one who’s lost their marbles, has never been me.”
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