“Jennie and I have been married for seven years and have no children. I even asked you to abort one of my children to save her face. I didn't expect you to be so strong and get pregnant again so soon.”
Emily's face turned slightly red and she glanced away shyly. “It's not my ability, it's all because of Marson's hard work.”
Jennie's stomach churned and he almost vomited while holding onto the door frame.
The noise was so loud that even a cat turned around to look at her.
Marson frowned, not noticing the thin layer of sweat on her forehead and said sternly, “Emily is pregnant. Please pay attention to nutrition when cooking these days.
“You don't have to feel wronged. You haven't been able to have a child for seven years. I guess it will be difficult for you to have one in the future. When the child is born, I will announce to the public that it is yours.”
He paused, his eyes fell on Jennie's lower abdomen, “Just take good care of Emily's health and the position of Mrs. Rush will still be yours.”
Jennie recovered and stared at the man in front of him, speaking subconsciously, “What if I'm pregnant too?”
Marson burst out laughing.
“Then go to the hospital to check whether you are really pregnant or not.”
Jennie had not gotten pregnant in seven years, so when she said she was also pregnant in front of pregnant’s Emily, everyone would think Jennie made up stories without considering the timing.
After saying that, regardless of Jennie's gloomy expression, he turned around and helped Emily upstairs, leaving Jennie alone standing at the door.
A cold wind blew and Jennie shivered.
She lowered her eyes to look at her belly and all the grievances in her heart disappeared.
“Tomorrow I will go to the old house to deliver the invitations. You can come with me. If my mother asks about it, remember to smooth things over and don't let my mother embarrass Emily.”
Jennie looked up and saw Marson standing at the top of the stairs, looking down at her.
She really could not imagine how someone could bring his wife and mistress to meet his parents so openly.
Even though she had long been accustomed to his coldness, she was still hurt by his self-righteous expression.
“No.”
Marson was dissatisfied by her answer and sneered, “You don't go? What if my mom makes things difficult for Emily? You know, ever since my dad had an illegitimate child, my mom hates extramarital affairs the most.”
Jennie had a blank expression on her face.
“Let me bear your mother's wrath while you and Emily are so in love with each other. This is too much of a calculation.”
Marson was speechless, opened his mouth and said after a long time, “Even if I owe you this time, you can get whatever compensation you want.”
Jennie pondered, “Then I want your bank card statement.”
It was convenient to check the marital property transferred to Emily.
The next day, two Maybachs sped out.
Knowing that Marson was coming back, his mother got up early and instructed the kitchen servants to do everything carefully.
The servant reported with an embarrassed look on his face, “Mr. Rush has brought someone back.”
Marson’s mother was stunned and Marson led Emily in.
He laughed dryly twice and the people around him were watching his mother's expression and dared not breathe.
“Mom, I have good news for you. Emily is pregnant. The doctor said it's a boy. You're going to be a grandmother.”
After saying that, he pushed Emily forward.
Emily understood and knelt in front of Marson’s mother, lowering her head and serving her tea.
But Marson’s mother remained motionless, her expression unpredictable.
Emily pursed her lips and blinked as she looked at Marson in grievance.
Marson pushed Jennie, signaling her to step forward to smooth things over.
Jennie said nothing, but the corners of her eyes turned red.
Seven years ago, when Marson brought her back home, his mother aslo looked down on her.
She was about to back out, but Marson asked her to believe him.
“My mother is old, you should be more obedient to her. We will be the ones to live with her in the future anyway.”
