The First Heir

All of a sudden!

Bang!

The door was kicked open violently from outside.

Wynn turned around, looked at the door, and saw a figure standing tall at the entrance. It has to be said that the figure’s back was facing the light. The person then barged inside, took Wynn’s bowl, and smashed it on the floor!

Smash!

The bowl was smashed into pieces.

When Martha saw that the bowl had been smashed, she felt anger well up in her chest. She stood up and pointed at Philip before shrieking, “Philip, you rascal, what are you doing? Are you still going to respect your mother-in-law or not?”

Slap!

Philip’s response to her was a slap in the face.

Martha fell to the ground after being slapped and did not get up even after a long while. She began fuming.

“Philip, what are you doing?”

Wynn was horrified. She had noted expect Philip to barge in, smash the bowl, and slap Martha in front of her.

was furious. He turned around and glared at Martha who was on the floor. Then, he pointed at the smashed bowl of medicine on the floor and roared, “Martha Yates! You’re testing my limits!

that, Philip turned around and carried the confused Wynn like a bride as he walked out of the Johnston

was stunned when she saw the Rolls

more shocked when she saw

the passenger seat of the vehicle. Furthermore, he had reserved

W-What was going on?

On a side

noticed that the entrance was filled with both young and old doctors. Additionally, there were a lot of scholars at the door. Even the dean of the hospital could be seen respectfully

lot of people had begun gathering around to watch

coming to the hospital? There were so many scholars and even the dean was waiting at

of white

Wynn was placed on a bed, a group of people surrounded her. Then, Wynn remembered something before she was pushed into the intensive

“Philip!”

grabbed Philip’s hand as tears rolled down her eyes. She said,

pushed into the intensive care unit. His eyes were icy, and he did not

out with seven to eight scholars. They respectfully stood in front of Philip and said, “Young Master, the young madam

open the

looked pale on the bed. Her lips were white, and her eyes were red. It

her, she sat up

mom. Please, don’t blame her. The baby

grabbed Philip’s hand tightly as tears rolled down her cheeks

but she had a feeling that Philip was livid. Moreover, it was

Wynn was petrified.