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! If anything happens to Wynnie and her unborn

that, Philip turned around and carried the confused Wynn like a bride as he walked out of the Johnston Manor. The two then got into the Rolls Royce

Wynn was stunned when she saw the

even more shocked when she saw George in the passenger

Thomas, was sitting in the passenger seat of the vehicle. Furthermore,

W-What was going on?

tightly in his arms. On a side

at the hospital, Wynn noticed that the entrance was filled with both young and old doctors. Additionally, there were a lot of scholars at

had begun gathering around to watch what

There were so many scholars

a field of white

placed on a bed, a group of people surrounded her. Then, Wynn remembered something before she

“Philip!”

hand as tears rolled down her eyes. She said, “She’s my

intensive care unit. His eyes were icy, and

of Philip and said, “Young Master, the young madam is fine. We’ve already

nodded, pushed open the door,

lips were white, and her eyes were red. It was

Philip walking toward her, she sat up

sorry. She’s my mom. Please, don’t blame her.

as tears rolled down

why, but she had a feeling that Philip was livid. Moreover, it was the kind of anger that Martha

Wynn was petrified.