The First Heir

“God, there’s no law anymore! My daughter is teaming up with my son-in-law to hit me! I can’t live like this!”

Martha sat on the floor and bawled while slapping her thighs.

At this moment, Charles walked in through the door. He was shocked when he saw what was going on in the hall.

“Martha, what’s going on?”

Charles ran to Martha. When he saw the blood on her nose and her swollen cheeks, he was heartbroken.

“What else could have happened? You good-for-nothing, you only know how to play with your birds and play chess. Your wife is going to be beaten to death by your son-in-law!”

When Martha saw that Charles was back, she was confident. She pointed at Philip and started hurling abuses at him.

When Charles heard that, his face fell. He scowled at Philip and scolded, “Philip, how can you hit your mother-in-law? You even hit her until she’s in this state. This is illegal!”

Philip looked at Charles coldly. His gaze caused the latter to shudder and back away.

“Charles, I’m warning you to watch your wife closely. If I see her bullying Mila again, I’ll chop her arms off.”

Philip said coldly. He turned around and took Mila from Wynn before going upstairs.

“Charlie, look at this! Look at this! That’s your brilliant son-in-law! He even wants to chop off my hands! I can’t stay here anymore! I don’t care! I want you to kick him and that animal out of here!”

Martha grabbed Charles and bawled uncontrollably.

frigid tone. “Mom, Philip’s the one who bought this villa. If you don’t want to live here, I’ll find another house

Wynn went upstairs as

room in fear too. Then, she called

in the

looked at them from the door, then pulled Philip back

to apologize to you on

and said helplessly in

nothing to do

feeling aggrieved. She was ashamed because of her mother. She buried her head into Philip’s chest and

attacked with such gentleness. A smile appeared on his face. He patted her back softly and comforted her. “Alright, it’s fine. You have another child in you right now. Don’t be too upset. It’s not

eyes at Philip

“Alright,” said Philip.

Downstairs.

her room. Charles was applying the ointment on

gentle! You’re hurting

on his arm

face was swollen and red. She looked

How can

mad and blurted out

am I going to hit if not her? She’s a demon in the body of a child.

the time being? Do you

put away the first aid kit and said

gave her in the drawer. She fell into deep thought as the expression on her face became

How dare

‘I’ll make you pay!’