My Dreamy Old Husband

While throwing Tiffany’s heavy luggage into the living room, Sophia coldly stared at the dissatisfied Tiffany as she roared in fury, “You should hurry up and leave now. If everything goes well, Bailey is going to hold another board meeting to dismiss you once again. You should leave now; otherwise, you might not make it on time.”

It’s Bailey, that b*stard, again! It appeared that Bailey had long known about that incident, so he merely played along with Cooper and Sophia to distract Tiffany’s attention. That jerk. All he does is take advantage of the situation for his own benefits!

Tiffany left in a huff, so Sophia took the opportunity and threw all her luggage out of the house. Tiffany’s men then took the luggage away.

The nanny was carrying Tiffany and Jordan’s son in her arms as she asked, “What do we do about him?”

Tiffany cast a glance at the son, as if she was able to see Jordan’s disgusting face through him.

Jordan’s child! Even looking at his face disgusts me! Even though this child was also Tiffany’s son, she felt that his father was beyond disgusting.

She found the fact of her actually having Jordan’s son extremely unbearable, which made her unable to even look at the child—it disgusted her whenever she set her eyes on him.

It might have been part of Jordan’s scheme to use the child to lay his hands on the Adams Family’s fortune.

It made her feel as if she had been raped by Jordan, causing her to transfer all her hatred toward him to the child.

She muttered through greeting teeth. “Throw him away!”

The nanny was hesitant as the child was, after all, a descendant of the Adams Family.

The child, who might have sensed his upcoming fate, struggled and cried in the nanny’s arm. His miserable cries annoyed Tiffany even more, causing her to grab the child from the nanny’s arm and throw him into the trash can without even giving him a glance.

The child was thrown into the trash can with a thud. Tiffany then hurried over to the Adams Group in an attempt to stop Bailey. That wretched man!

After Tiffany had left, Sophia, who seemed to hear a child’s cries coming from outside her house, went outside to check out the sound, only to find a tiny flesh ball, which was red in color due to the freezing temperature outside, in the trash can. Subconsciously, she picked the child up.

scumbag! She actually abandoned her own

she could not leave the child in the trash can, so she took him

all, the child was Jordan and Tiffany’s son, so keeping him around would

some contemplation, she informed Lucy so that the latter

the child. He said that Dana had asked him to come

Lucy could not have a child. Since the

have Jordan’s son call him

had no choice but to temporarily keep the child at home so that it would be convenient for them to

would carry and feed him in her arms whenever she

to have other children whenever she wanted. In her eyes, the child was merely a product, which was why she found nothing regrettable in abandoning him. Therefore, she was determined

indeed holding a board meeting. She then entered the VIP elevator, attempting to stop everything. However, just when the elevator had risen two floors up, the elevator suddenly stopped moving,

of cold water. When she regained consciousness, she found that she was tied to a chair with both her arms and legs bound, unable to move even a muscle. There was a person, who

her was a window, and the view outside showed that it was already night time. It was extremely quiet around, so she figured that they were in a remote

stood a man. Although she

in the room, and there was a

time was up, and she had

Cooper had joined forces with

had held on to her fantasy about Cooper, thinking that a child could

who was standing outside the window, “Are you going to burn me to death, just like how I

outside the window, Bailey seemed indifferent, as if he was emotionless, but the night

had long

fear, as if

parents and brothers, all four of them, were trapped in the car when they were engulfed by

the fire and burning to death. The scene was still fresh in

into laughter. “Looks like