Chapter 7

Looking at the mess in the garden, Claire pointed at Evelyn angrily.

"Do you know that Adrian carefully planted all these flowers for me?!"

"Even if you resent Adrian for falling in love with me, you can't take it out on these flowers!"

Hearing Claire's words, Evelyn smiled faintly.

"Miss Sullivan, you really are narcissistic."

"I don't know who Adrian planted these flowers for, and whoever he loves has nothing to do with me."

"My son is allergic to pollen. I can't keep these roses!"

Claire pouted, looking indifferent.

"So what if the baby is allergic to pollen?!"

"He'll stay in his room anyway. He won't be brought out!"

"You're getting rid of these flowers now and still saying you don't hate me. You're already so vicious, you know that?!"

Then, without caring about anything else, looking at the remaining roses, she started fighting with the gardeners for the pruning shears.

"Everyone put down what you're holding!"

Evelyn grabbed Claire.

"Don't think I don't know what you're scheming. You know Adrian cares a lot about my son, so you want to use this method to make something happen to him, don't you?!"

Claire seemed like her little scheme had been exposed and froze in place.

"No... I didn't!"

If Claire was treating her like this when she was still here, what would happen when she wasn't?

Adrian rushed back anxiously.

Seeing the messy backyard and the two women standing together, his anger flared up.

"Evelyn, what are you freaking out about! The backyard was fine, why did you have to do this? If you have a problem, tell me directly. Take it out on me. There's no need to vent on these innocent flowers and Claire!"

Innocent?

Evelyn blurted out.

"Innocent? Don't you know the baby is allergic to pollen! Would you keep such a huge safety hazard at home?!"

After hearing this, Adrian said dismissively, "You'll be taking care of the child anyway. Why worry about it so much?"

Why worry about it so much?

Evelyn looked at Adrian in disbelief, tears falling unconsciously.

"Adrian, no matter what, you can't treat our child like this. That's your own flesh and blood."

Adrian had never seen Evelyn cry. A struggle flashed in his eyes.

"You..."

The vicious words had already risen to Adrian's throat, but when he met Evelyn's red, cold eyes, he couldn't speak them.

This Evelyn was too unfamiliar.

He was silent for a long time, finally only managing to say, "Evelyn, don't be impulsive."

Evelyn threw the scissors to the ground and looked at Adrian coldly.

"Flowers can be replanted. Buy her whatever she likes. But when it comes to the child, I absolutely cannot back down even half a step, because..."

Because that was the child she carried for ten months and gave birth to!

That was the only thing she had left from all these years with Adrian!

"The child cannot be harmed."