My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict!

Chapter 1817

“Mom, did you go through my drawer?” shouted Lina.

Mrs. Sweeney glared at her daughter. “I was looking for nail clippers. Who knew I would find this? I thought you were taking some slimming pills, but after I took it to the pharmacy and asked, it turns out it’s something women who are pregnant or trying to get pregnant take!”

Lina bit her lip and immediately dared not speak.

“Lina, what… What is a lady like you eating this for? Are you… You…” Mrs. Sweeney seemed a little embarrassed to go on.

Mr. Sweeney shouted right away, “Tell us the truth. Are you pregnant with this Stephenson boy’s child?”

Mr. Sweeney started recalling some things like how his daughter had been throwing up recently; how she had decided to stop meeting Anthony Sherman and just be friends with him; how

Hadwin Stephenson sent her home today; and the bunch of

deliveries sent to this house. He started thinking that it was

possible!

of her father.

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to say, Mr. Sweeney knew he was

instantly got up and raised

Hadwin Stephenson did not dodge him and just stood there, letting Mr. Sweeney beat him up.

taken advantage of her. Haven’t you hurt her enough?” Mr. Sweeney punched Hadwin Stephenson again and again. Soon, he was out of breath.

there motionless

Mr. Sweeney. “What’s the use of you beating him? It’s useless

awful. I must beat him up! The daughter of the Sweeney family can’t be taken advantage of that easily. Good for him, huh? He can just walk away after he’s done. What

and did not defend

me. It’s not what you think!” Lina quickly shouted when she saw that the comers of Hadwin

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afraid Hadwin Stephenson would be admitted to the hospital due to her father’s beating

doing and turned to glare at his daughter. “In that case, you were

Not really…” Lina said with a look of embarrassment, “It’s just that… L.. I drank too much that night and called Hadwin

she had gone back to her elementary school days when she had to face her parents at home after being scolded by her teacher for

timidly at her parents. “Well… do I