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?"

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

me happy. Just listen to me, okay? If this gets out of hand, I'll be even more heartbroken. Let's leave this matter alone and don't tell your grandma. I'm begging you." Seeing her

dad about this. If he ever does it again, I won't let it

was her bottom line. This was

car outside. She

and said, "Vonnie, come to the room

in the room, Xyla quickly covered the red marks on Yvonne's neck

practically invisible. "Vonnie, you mustn't tell your grandma about this, okay? Do it for

her mother well. When BS 2 2 4hless, she could do anything.