Marriage With A Evil Heart

He wore an unpleasant expression, pulling back his hand. “Can’t you speak more gently?”

“Gently?” I looked at him seriously, my gaze piercing. “Did I say something wrong? If they’re not a bunch of useless people, why are you the only busy one? You can’t take care of the child, even the family’s money is invested, yet each of them fills their own pockets. Are you Santa Claus?”

Robert found it challenging to respond. Before he could speak, I didn’t give him a chance. “Investing in the company is not charity! I don’t mind occasionally helping family members, but I haven’t reached the point where I support anyone, anytime, anywhere. Call me a beggar? Did I beg at your mom’s house? Is a single penny in the company from your family?”

My words today were very direct, leaving no room for compromise.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

As soon as Robert sensed my displeasure, he immediately softened, reaching out to hug my waist. He leaned in, biting my earlobe. “Baby, I was wrong. I overlooked this! Look at you, how did we end up talking about the company when we were discussing the child?”

“Then you’ve done well with the child’s matters?” I retorted.

Robert smiled apologetically. “I think my mom can take care of her grandson without any problems!”

I felt nauseated and pushed him away as he tried to get closer. “Your mom?”

“Your mom is just his grandmother, and he is your son! What are you so concerned about? Haven’t you noticed Oliver’s changes?” I looked into his eyes and asked with a hint of accusation, “If you don’t pay attention to your own son, who will you pay attention to?”

My actions stunned Robert, making him look a bit guilty. He lay back and avoided eye contact. “Nonsense, What’s wrong with you?”

“What’s wrong? Calling someone else ‘son’ and not inquiring about your own son. Fortunately, my sudden improvement in health allowed Oliver a chance. If I remained sick, my Oliver might not be saved! Fear is that he’ll be the next me!”

“You’re being unreasonable! I never called anyone else ‘son’! Don’t let your imagination run wild!” Robert’s eyes dodged mine as he lay back. “You’re right, and I’ll pay more attention from now on!”

Anxiously, I said, “I even suspect he has mild autism!”

Robert immediately dismissed it with a light laugh. “Daisy, don’t make unfounded claims. It’s not that serious; you’re scaring yourself.

“Did I scare myself? He must have faced emotional abuse at your mom’s house. Today, when I visited, his mood was consistently bad. Your mom never treated him well from the moment she saw him, scolding him sharply at home, scaring her like a little mouse! I really find it hard to imagine what he has been through during this time. As a father, how many times have you visited him?”

I got angrier as I spoke and sat up abruptly. “Robert, let me tell you, this matter is not over. In the past, I might have turned a blind eye, but today I am really disappointed in your behavior. Other things can be overlooked, but when it comes to the child, I won’t compromise. If Oliver can’t recover to his previous liveliness, you’re done!”

“You’re overthinking! How could that be? My mom cares a lot about Oliver!” Robert continued to argue, pushing my patience to the limit.

“Cares? Did you not see the way your mom scolded me today? If she can treat me like that, let alone a child! She doesn’t even think about the fact that without me, she wouldn’t be where she is today. Such an ungrateful family you are!” I spoke with increasing emotion.

Robert looked at me coldly, the emotions in his eyes murky and unsettling, making me a bit scared. After all, this brute had attempted to harm me before. But now it was a gamble where winning meant the safety of my and my child. If I lost, it would be an all-encompassing defeat.

I was gambling, relying on my current value to him, betting on his insatiable greed, and gambling on the belief that he thought I knew nothing. I faced him in this confrontation, unyielding, determined not to lose in momentum.