Chasing My Pregnant Wife

"I'm going to tell Grandma about this. She'll be able to deal with Dad. Just wait and see! I won't let this go easily!" Yvonne's teeth were clenched in anger, and Xyla felt a chill.

She feared that if Yvonne continued to be this angry, one day she would turn into Geoffrey. After all, she carried his blood.

Over the years, Xyla had worked hard to accompany and educate Yvonne, not wanting her to become like Geoffrey. Even after the divorce, that was still the case. Xyla held Yvonne's hand and said, "Vonnie, listen to me. Don't tell your grandma about this."

"Why not?" Upon hearing this, Yvonne instinctively became angry. "Mom, are you trying to protect them? Why do you want to protect those scumbags? Why?"

"Vonnie, calm down." Xyla grasped Yvonne's shoulders tightly. "I'm not protecting them, but you."

"Mom, what do you mean? Why do you think so?"

you tell her, she'll definitely do something. Then your dad will know it was you. I just don't want your relationship with him to become confrontational." "So what if I become confrontational with Dad? Mom, I know you're doing this for him. You don't want me to make Dad angry. You're always protecting him, but

even more heartbroken. Let's leave this matter alone and don't tell your grandma. I'm begging you." Seeing her mother's sincere expression, Yvonne finally

talk to your dad about this. If he ever does it again, I

her bottom line. This was her precious daughter! No one could harm her,

sound of a car outside. She realized that

hand and said, "Vonnie, come to the

the red marks on Yvonne's neck with

noticeable anymore. With the concealer, they were practically invisible. "Vonnie, you mustn't tell your grandma about this, okay?

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