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.

Derrick shouted, no nurse came to see

turned

through Joseph's

long after Hardy and Joseph left,

eyes closed. It could be seen on his face that he was uncomfortable.

on the bedside table, his face wrinkled. How cruel Joseph was to put it

Remembering Anna's miserable look,

a soft voice, David asked, "Mr. Fu,

at the bottle on the bedside table

face. "Mr. Fu, this is your child, my grandson. As a grandfather, I'm

Derrick opened his eyes and looked

at David's calm smile, Derrick gradually

Joseph really do

sat down in front of 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 path. But it's too late to say anything now. But in the end, this child is still your flesh and blood. Don't you feel any pity for

heart. Even if he let Anna tell everyone that it was Joseph's child, in the end, he

impossible for Derrick to

saddened him when he saw how Joseph was so cruel to

alive, then he

baby was dead.

couldn't help but curse, "Damn it!

that Charles set us up and we are his prey." Obviously,

fell silent,

with you like this? You are not the kind of person who is so forgiving, are you?" There was a hint of grievance and

even if Anna

willful and rude she was,