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.

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

Angie were princesses who always had the attention of the public, but now, Angie looked like a proper mess. It was as if her clothes and jewelry had been taken away, leaving nothing but a husk of

akin to a death sentence, but not physically speaking. Just minutes ago, she was the only girl in the Wendel Family, beloved by her parents and brothers. But 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.

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 than twenty years! I must be your

Michael heaved a sigh and waved at Jonathan. Jonathan handed him a file that contained all the most important evidence, including the Certificate of Paternity, the pictures of Madeline and Michael’s mother back in her younger days, and the testimonials of the witnesses who heard Cameron calling the Taylors a bunch of

her head. “Dad, Mom, you can’t be sure this is real. They 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 says otherwise!” She cried and

shoved her away, then she picked the file up and perused them word by word. When she read through the witnesses’ testimonials, she gnashed her teeth, almost crushing them in anger. I am a fool. I’ve been raising my enemy’s daughter for more than twenty years, while my own girl was insulted, tortured, and almost killed. I am such a fool. She gripped the files tightly as she trembled in rage. She looked at Madeline and tried to say something to her, but it took her a long time, and finally, all she could muster was a

her head. She didn’t bear any grudge against the Wendel couple.

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 you

to Crystal’s rescue, however. They fed her