As the words fell, I spat out a mouthful of blood uncontrollably. I was struggling to get up to hold the remaining ashes at this moment. Benedict was so annoyed that he lifted the cake and smashed it hard on the ground.
Eugene's ashes were instantly submerged in the mango cake all over the floor. My Eugene shouldn't have died and been treated like this. Looking at the few ashes left, my eyes glazed over and blood gushed out of my mouth one after another.
Benedict was stunned by the way I spit out blood. The throbbing pain in his heart made him hastily squat down to check on me. But in the next second, his cell phone suddenly received a message:
[Mr. Benedict, we accidentally discovered that Eugene Mortimer is not your biological son.]
Benedict was stunned for a split second. He slapped me across the face.
“Rebecca, how dare you? Isn't it just that I asked you to donate a kidney, but you cheated on me and asked me to raise a bastard?”
I was slapped to the point of dizziness. My nose was bleeding.
On the other hand, Adelaide held him back hypocritically. “Benedict, don't fight like this. Marriage is a blessing for a husband and wife.”
Benedict shook off Adelaide's hand. He threw more punches on me.
Adelaide shouted, “No wonder you hid that bastard! It turns out you are really shameful, Benedict.”
Benedict lost his mind and thrashed me at this moment. He made me so painfully unconscious that I instinctively defended myself.
I said softly, “Eugene is not a wild seed, Benedict.”
He replied firmly, “Bullshit!”
He lost control of his grip on my neck. “The DNA report is out, Rebecca. How dare you still argue like this?”
Only when my face turned purple, Adelaide pulled Benedict away. She protected me behind her. But she took the opportunity to attach herself to my ear.
She whispered, “You can't die, Rebecca, otherwise no one will appreciate the good show.”
Benedict finished cleaning the dirty blood from his hands. He threw the used wet towel on my face.
“Take your wild seed and get out of the Mortimer Family! If you dare to appear in front of me again, Rebecca, I'll beat you up once I see you!”
He coldly dropped these words. Benedict then turned around to leave with Adelaide in his arms.
On the other hand, I endured severe pain all over my body. It took me half a day to clean up a small amount of ashes. I packed up everything that belonged to me and my son.
I knew what should be thrown away, should be thrown away and what should be burned, it should be burned. The blazing flames were burning, just like my heart that wanted to take revenge.
My mother-in-law came at some point. She looked at me covered in blood stains, so distressed that she shed tears.
“Rebecca, it's my fault that my son was a bastard like this. I want to recognize you as my goddaughter, to make up for him and to make up for you.”
I shook my head and calmly refused. “He and I will fight to the death, Mom.”
The hatred in my eyes made my mother-in-law fall to her knees and apologize. Unfortunately, it didn't make my heart soft.
In my mind no matter how good she was to me, it was all for Benedict. Even if she knelt until the end of time, she couldn't get back the lives of my mother and my lovely son.
After I hired someone at a high price to investigate my mother’s car accident case back then, I took Eugene to church to pray together. I also personally knelt in front of Jesus and my heart asked for blessings and salvation for my son and me.
“My son, if you are given the chance to live again in the universe, make sure you find parents who love you more than I do.”
At the same time, in the Mortimer Family's old house, my mother-in-law held a grand funeral for Eugene. Unfortunately, the absence of Benedict caused a lot of discussion among the guests. The mother-in-law didn't give up and continued to call his son.
“Benedict, today is Eugene's funeral. You must come to see him off for the last time.”
Benedict impatiently interrupted, “Mom, can you stop fooling around with that bitch? It's just a wild seed, even if he really dies, it has nothing to do with me!”
Liliana was shocked. “Bastard! Eugene is your own son, Benedict. How can you say that?”
The mother-in-law was so angry that she staggered. Benedict listened to the mourning music and suppressed the uneasiness that welled up in his heart.
He continued to put out harsh words at this time. “That wild seed won't really be dead, right? Then I'll arrange for people to set off fireworks throughout the city to celebrate his good death! Otherwise, he will be the disgrace of my life!”
My mother-in-law covered her chest and tried with all her might to say something else. Unfortunately, she only spat out a few mouthfuls of blood and finally collapsed unconscious. The funeral was interrupted because my mother-in-law fainted.
When Benedict was taking Adelaide around to unlock new postures everywhere, he didn't know that his mother had been declared dead by the doctor. Until his elder sister, Xaviera Mortimer interrupted the good thing with a whip.
Benedict asked loudly,“ Xaviera, what are you mad about?”
Xaviera ignored his nakedness and answered with a whip, “Benedict, you are so filial! For the sake of this vicious woman, first, you killed your own son and now you're pissed off at our mom!”
Xaviera's eyes were red. The whip in her hand lashed the two people who were running around wildly.
Benedict thought he was hallucinating from the pain at this time. He then sucked in his breath backwards to ask, “What did you say, Xaviera?”
