Chapter 842

“Maxwell…” Phoebe’s eyes reddened as tears streamed down her face.

Maxwell did not pity her and ignored her despite her crying. He went to the hospital bed, pulled a chair to sit, and looked quietly looking at his still-unconscious son.

After watching Anya leave the ward, Corinne turned around to look at the tearful Phoebe.

Phoebe and Anya were like two peas in a pod. She could cry at the drop of a hat, much like her daughter. Alas, Phoebe’s song and dance did not seem to strike a chord with Maxwell.

Although Phoebe was a middle-aged woman, she maintained a youthful figure and wrinkle- free face thanks to the Riveras’s money. Sadly, her pitiful act was unable to capture Maxwell’s

attention.

a separate bed was not bad enough, he did not even bother to take a second

in disgust. Shameless old scumbag! You cheated on

if he sensed her gaze

stuffy in here, Jeremy.

forward, placed his hands over

in the Riveras’s

company.

get some fresh air, he

little thin, so he took off his coat and stepped forward to put it on her. “Wear a coat. It’ll be cold in the corridor with the

over her. He did not even bother to wait for her to express her opinion.

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