Chapter 4

I opened my eyes groggily.

The wound on my head felt like it was tearing me apart.

Renee Foster's cloying voice kept drilling into my ears:

"Garrett, you know a pure girl like me never wanted to be the other woman. The son I'm carrying is your family's eldest grandson."

Garrett laughed softly:

"She's just a jealous shrew throwing a tantrum, playing hard to get. You just got caught in the crossfire this time."

"Susanna loves me so much — she's endured even my mother treating her that way. How could she bear to be angry with me?"

I snapped fully awake, nausea surging to my throat.

I almost vomited right there on the spot.

Feeling utterly disgusted, I finally saw clearly that the person who'd been patting me was actually my four-year-old daughter Lily.

In the freezing winter, my four-year-old child wore only pajamas, shivering from the cold.

Tears and snot stuck to her face. Seeing me wake up, she burst into loud sobs.

And her biological father Garrett stood behind her, watching her tears with cold eyes.

I struggled to raise my arms and pulled her into my embrace.

Renee Foster saw this and covered her nose with contempt, fanning the air in front of her.

She turned her head and whined coquettishly to Garrett:

"Garrett, what's that smell? Even our dog wouldn't pee randomly like that. My morning sickness is coming back — it's so disgusting!"

Garrett's expression darkened, but he said to me:

"Since you're awake, why are you curled up there playing dead? Getting hit twice and you can't even hold your bladder, making such a mess on the ground."

"Hurry up and clean the floor. It's disgusting."

"Don't cause trouble for the property management."

His disgust was completely unconcealed.

But I was already dizzy from the pain, with no strength left to curse at them.

Seeing me ignore them, Garrett walked over and dragged Lily out of my arms:

"Susanna, this is just a small punishment. If you hadn't dared to hit Renee, you could still be taking care of my mother!"

I couldn't help but laugh mockingly.

What royal throne was their family inheriting that serving the old lady was some kind of honor bestowed upon me?

I shakily stood up, shielding my daughter behind me, glaring at them with hatred:

"Garrett, you show no remorse! How could you use depression drugs to harm me?"

"If you want a new wife, you could've just told me directly. We could divorce!"

"Better than going through all this trouble, even faking your death to deceive me!"

Garrett's eyebrows twitched. He couldn't help but look at my tear-stained face.

Renee Foster immediately noticed his hesitation and nestled fearfully into his arms:

"Susanna, what are you talking about? You're the one who's been badmouthing the child's father all this time. How can you blame us?"

"We're willing to raise her. Why don't we let the child choose who she wants to be with!"

The moment of softness Garrett had inadvertently shown vanished completely. He gritted his teeth and forced my daughter to choose.

Lily became even more frightened, cowering behind me, not daring to move.

Garrett's iron grip was about to close around Lily's neck.

I blocked her, but he didn't reduce his force.

"Susanna, is this how you raise a child? She won't even acknowledge her own father!"

With that, he completely tore away my last shred of dignity.

I couldn't hear his words anymore. I just felt a chill all over my body and instinctively tried to cover myself, but it was all in vain.

More and more eyes fixed on me, making me feel utterly humiliated.

I wanted to crouch down and curl up.

Renee Foster suddenly screamed:

"Susanna! There's a child here! Even if you want to seize this opportunity to seduce men, you can't just lie down like that!"

"You don't care about your daughter's upbringing, but I have to think about my son's prenatal education!"