You, Me And Our Genus Twins

Chapter 70 Too Cruel

She knew what the answer was, but she still wanted Michael to tell her that Angie wasn’t Cameron’s daughter. She wanted him to tell her that she was someone else’s daughter,

If Angie was Cameron’s daughter, that would mean Crystal had raised and loved her worst enemy’s daughter as her own for more than twenty years. That would be too cruel for her. She didn’t want to hear anything else. All she wanted was for her husband to tell her that her answer was wrong, but she would never get that wish.

Crystal had managed to guess the reason and the process. If he lied to her even at this point, he knew she would hate him for life. He loved her and would never hurt her, and now, all he could do was hug her. “Yes, Crystal.” He nodded. “Angie is Cameron’s daughter.”

Angie had been shivering in fear all this time, and she finally screamed, “No!”

Buddy trembled, and Aldo covered his ears. Sebastian patted Buddy and put the boy on his lap. “I’m here, son.” He kissed the boy.

side, looking at Angie curiously. He knew Angie, of course. She was just as bad as Isabel was. Yes, she was prettier than Isabel, but she never did look at them like they were humans. Angie had always looked at them like they were trash. He didn’t like the look in their eyes every time they looked at them, and he and Aldo would stay out of

the attention of the public, but now, Angie looked like a proper mess. It was as if her clothes and

now, she was the daughter of the woman the Taylors hated the most. It was an emotional roller coaster, so to speak, just that the roller coaster was filled with blades and flamethrowers. I’m Cameron’s daughter? Impossible. If the public knows about this, then

Crystal, bawling her eyes out. “Dad, Mom! This can’t be real! T-They must have lied to you! I’m your daughter! I was born and raised here! I’ve lived with you for more

him a file that contained all the most important evidence, including the Certificate of Paternity, the pictures of Madeline and

could have doctored it. But the days I spent with you guys? Those are real. Dad, Mom, I’ve been with you for more than twenty years. There’s no way I’m not your daughter! I don’t care who

my own girl was insulted, tortured, and almost killed. I am

her head. She didn’t bear any grudge against

“I am so, so sorry, Maddie. I’m so sorry. I’m such a fool. I haven’t been taking good care of you when I was pregnant, and you had to live in the incubator right after you were born. I’ve already failed you enough, but who would have thought I would fail you further and let that witch take

family physicians had rushed to Crystal’s rescue, however. They fed her the emergency meds and massaged her, and luckily,