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.

how loud Derrick shouted, no nurse came to

turned hoarse,

through

Joseph

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

the bedside table, his

Remembering Anna's miserable

asked, "Mr. Fu,

still closed, Derrick pointed at the bottle on the bedside table

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

opened his eyes and looked at

David's calm smile, Derrick gradually calmed down.

really do

idea about what happened between you

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

impossible for

he saw how Joseph was so cruel to

then he could've

baby was

"Damn it! Joseph is

us up and we are his prey." Obviously,

fell silent, and then nodded.

you like this? You are not the kind of person who is so forgiving, are you?"

be understood. Because even if Anna deserved it, she was still David's daughter.

bring Anna up. So no matter how willful and rude she was,