Chapter 129: Chapter 129: Unworthy of Being His Rival in Love
The toy gun hit Bella Young’s leg. It didn’t hurt physically, but her heart ached, like being cut by a knife, bleeding painfully.
Has she raised a son? Or raised an enemy?
Old Madam Young didn’t comfort the sad and upset Bella Young; instead, she glared at her: "When I was young, I too raised Hugo single-handedly like you, but I wasn’t as melodramatic as you."
"Kids being mischievous and saying a few things to you, and you can’t handle it? Are you really going to compare yourself to him? I think you can’t be a good mother. If you don’t want to be in this family, you can leave, and I’ll let Hugo find a gentle and kind woman to be Franklin’s mom."
Bella Young hated it when Old Madam Young said things like this.
Every time she slightly resisted, Old Madam Young would use such words to suppress her.
This was Bella Young’s weakness. She enjoyed the wealth provided by the Young family and was Franklin Young’s biological mother; how could she let her own flesh and blood call someone else mommy?
"Mom, don’t be angry. You’re right; I shouldn’t be so melodramatic. I should learn from you when you were young. Rest assured, Mom, I can be a good mother to Franklin."
Bella Young wiped away her tears and outwardly compromised, while inwardly cursing Old Madam Young, wondering when she would die.
It would be better if Old Madam Young died, so no one would mislead Franklin Young or oppose her anymore.
Seeing Bella Young compromise, Old Madam Young leaned lifelessly against the bodyguard, groaning in pain and said angrily: "The wounds on me are from being bitten by Ivana Monroe and her little bastard, those two dogs."
Bella Young was shocked: "Mom, you encountered Ivana Monroe and her bastard? They... how... how dare they bite you like this? Did you call the police?"
Old Madam Young looked at Bella Young disdainfully; this woman really had looks but no brains, didn’t she see the two bodyguards with her? She should call the police to arrest her?
"Ivana Monroe and that little bastard didn’t fare well either. I slapped that bastard’s face till it was ruined, almost tearing his ear off, and with Ivana, that wretch’s hair was pulled out quite a bit."
Bella Young was even more shocked. Old Madam Young actually went to beat them?
Franklin Young heard this and suddenly rushed out of the room, cheering: "Long live Grandma! Long live Grandma! Grandma is the fiercest woman warrior in the world."
Old Madam Young saw Franklin Young cheering happily, and her heart felt like it was filled with honey: "Franklin is so good. If anyone bullies my Franklin, I won’t let them off."
Bella Young’s face changed slightly, really disliking Franklin praising Old Madam Young like this.
Bella Young reached out to support Old Madam Young: "Mom, you’ve worked hard. Let me help you into the room to rest and put some medicine on your wounds!"
Bella Young helped the old lady into the room, with Franklin Young following; Bella Young couldn’t say anything to him. Old Madam Young, seeing her grandson, became joyful and seemed to have no illness whatsoever.
"Grandma, I wish my mom was half as useful as you. Last time, Ivana Monroe’s bastard hit me! My mom didn’t avenge me, but Grandma is the best. Though suffering a bit, you avenged me and gave Ivana Monroe’s bastard a hard time."
"Hahaha... dear grandson, don’t speak of your mom like that. She’ll avenge you in a few days. When the court case opens soon, Ivana Monroe’s cheap mommy will pay a big sum of money for Franklin to buy toys, okay?"
"Alright, alright, I love Grandma the most."
Franklin Young held and kissed Old Madam Young, who laughed joyfully. Even when her arm was touched, she didn’t feel much pain; her grandson was her precious, she indulged and spoiled him, unlike Bella Young who was so melodramatic.
Old Madam Young and Franklin Young played for a while, while Bella Young applied medicine on her wounds, she said coldly to Bella Young: "Don’t talk to Hugo about the trivial matters at home. Hugo is a man, busy earning money to support the family outside, don’t make him worry about household stuff. Besides, I heard that Hugo’s company encountered some financial issues lately, so don’t ask him for money, save and spend the little you have wisely, you need to be an understanding, virtuous, homemaking woman, understand?"
Bella Young wanted to spit blood at Old Madam Young. She only had less than ten thousand yuan left; even if she didn’t buy clothes or cosmetics, it would only last her less than ten days!
Bella Young held back her anger: "I understand, Mom."
Bella Young outwardly agreed, but inwardly pondered, waiting for the lawsuit to win and for the compensation from Ivana Monroe, she would take the money, buy some toys to fool Franklin, and the rest would be for her use.
Thinking this way, Bella Young eagerly anticipated the court date even more.
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Next day.
Ivana Monroe, at the hospital, received a call from Ivy Linden.
Ivy Linden apologized sincerely, saying she couldn’t come to visit today because Samuel Lockwood was ill, seriously ill that he needed care.
Ivana Monroe said it was okay and asked Ivy Linden to take good care of Samuel Lockwood at home.
Ivana Monroe could never dream that it was Samuel Lockwood’s scheme, regardless of the truth, actually Ivy Linden not coming was a relief to Ivana Monroe.
She didn’t want what happened yesterday to be known by Ivy Linden.
Ivy Linden didn’t come, but another person did... Silas Joyce.
Silas Joyce came into Ivana Monroe’s hospital room carrying lilies and supplements, directly ignoring Leon Keane’s presence; his dark eyes only focused on Ivana Monroe.
"I’m sorry, junior schoolmate, I came late, only heard today about your car accident."
Seeing the wound on Ivana’s forehead, Silas Joyce couldn’t hide the pain in his eyes, as if the wound pierced his own body.
Ivana Monroe was slightly surprised: "Senior Silas?"
Leon Keane frowned slightly. Junior schoolmate? Senior Silas?
Leon Keane’s gaze was cold as he assessed Silas Joyce, in a black professional outfit, looking clean and sophisticated, probably just a small office worker, his appearance was average, far inferior compared to him.
This kind of man wasn’t worthy of being Leon Keane’s romantic rival.
Leon Keane really wanted to ignore Silas Joyce, but the way Silas Joyce looked at Ivana Monroe made him unable to ignore it.
Silas Joyce’s eyes were filled with extremely cautious admiration for Ivana Monroe, completely ignoring Leon and Timmy Monroe since entering, only having eyes for Ivana, having a gaze so tender as if looking at a cherished treasure in the palm of his hand.
How dare his woman become a cherished treasure to some insignificant Silas?
"Cough, cough." Leon Keane intentionally cleared his throat.
Ivana Monroe’s gaze turned towards Leon Keane, Silas Joyce followed her gaze and finally noticed Leon Keane.
"Hello, Senior Silas, I’m Ivana’s child’s father... Leon Keane."
Leon Keane stood up, holding out his hand, seemingly to shake hands with the bewildered Silas Joyce. Silas snapped out of it, placed the supplements on the ground, and as he extended his hand to shake Leon’s, Leon’s fingers swerved and took the lilies from him.