Sweet Twins

"Joseph, take it and throw it away." It was the first time that Hardy had seen a dead body, so it terrified him. His face crumpled at the sight of it.

"Oh, my dear father, you're not fearless after all. Look how pitiful this child is. He died before he was even born, and was disliked by his own father. Alas, pitiful." Pretending to be sympathetic, Joseph sighed.

Seeing Derrick's frightened face, he felt extremely happy, and he felt a sense of pride deep within him.

Hardy reached for the bottle and said, "Let's go, Joseph. Let your father have a rest. You've let off enough steam."

To stop him from reaching the bottle, Joseph held Hardy's hand. "Uncle, stay out of this. This child has nothing to do with you. Don't worry. I will put him here, so when my father misses my little brother, he will be the first thing my dad will see once he looks up."

"Joseph, you... Hey, don't pull me." But Joseph still dragged Hardy towards the door.

"Joseph, take this dead child away. Take it away!" shouted Derrick.

With an evil smile, Joseph ignored his father and continued dragging Hardy out of Derrick's room.

"Help! Help!" Terrified, Derrick shut his eyes closed. He didn't dare to throw a glance at the fetus again. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, as he tried to erase the image of it on his memory.

However, Joseph deliberately placed the bottle where Derrick could easily see it when he opened his eyes. He trembled in fear as he shouted for help.

His scream was so loud that even the nurses outside heard him.

"What happened? Why is Mr. Fu screaming so horrible?"

When they were about to enter the room, Joseph stopped them. "You can't go in without my order. My father is suffering from madness. If you go in and your life will be in danger, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Hearing this, none of the nurses dared to go in.

Since Derrick's son didn't allow them to go in, they had an excuse not to enter the room.

matter how loud Derrick shouted, no nurse came

when his voice turned hoarse, nobody

flashed through

Hardy and Joseph left, David came

was sitting on the bed with his eyes closed. It could

on the bedside table, his face wrinkled.

David also felt uncomfortable. Remembering

voice, David asked, "Mr. Fu, are

pointed at the bottle on the bedside table and replied, "Take

face. "Mr. Fu, this is your child, my grandson. As a grandfather, I'm not afraid. What are you afraid

his eyes and looked at David.

David's calm smile, Derrick gradually calmed down.

Joseph really

Derrick's bed. "Yes, who else can it be except Joseph? Joseph hates Anna and you so much now. Mr. Fu, I have no idea about what happened between you and Anna. If I had known it earlier, I would never let Anna take this

like knives that pierced his heart. Even if he let Anna tell everyone

blood. It was impossible for Derrick to have no feelings for

how Joseph

the baby was alive, then he

baby was dead.

thought, Derrick couldn't help but curse, "Damn it! Joseph is a bastard! He

Charles set us up and we are his prey." Obviously, all the hatred that David felt was

fell

let Charles play with you like this? You are not the kind of person who is so forgiving, are you?" There was a hint of grievance and desolation in Hardy's voice.

be understood. Because even if Anna deserved

David had worked hard to bring Anna up. So no matter how willful and rude she was, in David's heart,