Chapter 408: Chapter 408: Stay Out of My Business
Samuel Lockwood saw Wendy Quinn’s lack of cooperation in the garage and roared, "How did this child come about? I believe I don’t need to say it, you know in your heart. A tiger, no matter how ferocious, doesn’t eat its own cubs, but a tiger is an animal. I am a human being. I love my wife, cannot tolerate you... nor can I tolerate the child in your belly."
Does he love Ivy?
Wendy Quinn’s heart bled, her eyes reddened with jealousy. She hated Ivy Linden to death, wishing she could kill this bitch. If Ivy Linden disappeared, no one would compete with her for Samuel Lockwood’s love.
"Ivy Linden... Ivy Linden... all you talk about is Ivy Linden. What am I? Am I just a whore you used for free?" Wendy Quinn shouted angrily, not caring if anyone in the garage might hear her and mock her for such words.
Samuel Lockwood’s eyelids twitched, he covered Wendy Quinn’s mouth, "Shut up."
Tears flowed down Wendy Quinn’s face onto his hand. Was he afraid? Afraid others might hear or secretly record a video to show Ivy Linden?
The more Samuel Lockwood cared about Ivy, the more Wendy Quinn gritted her teeth in hatred.
She refused to shut up.
Wendy Quinn forcefully pulled his hand down and shouted, "Ivy Linden’s child is your child. Is it that the child I’m carrying is not your child? You can choose to abandon, but I can raise it alone. However, you cannot harm it, you cannot kill my child..."
A car drove into the garage.
Samuel Lockwood’s face turned dark. He covered Wendy Quinn’s mouth once more and forcefully dragged her towards his car.
It was carelessness on his part.
That day when he woke up, he should have made sure Wendy Quinn took a birth control pill.
Samuel Lockwood regretted deeply for what he did to Ivy that day. His mind had turned to mush, and he lost the ability to think clearly, failing to handle the situation calmly enough.
But one mistake was enough.
He wouldn’t let this child be born, allowing the mistake to continue.
Wendy Quinn, with her mouth covered by Samuel Lockwood, couldn’t scream or call for help. Samuel Lockwood’s strength was tremendous. She was being dragged along. Upon reaching his luxury car, Wendy Quinn grabbed onto the car frame outside the car with all her strength, refusing to go inside.
Seeing this, Samuel Lockwood had to release her mouth, pried her hands apart with force, and pushed her head into the passenger seat.
"Help! Someone help me..." Wendy Quinn cried out miserably.
No one could save her.
A thought of callousness passed through Samuel Lockwood’s mind.
Suddenly, someone spoke behind Samuel Lockwood.
"Let her go."
It was an elderly voice that was very familiar to Samuel Lockwood.
Samuel Lockwood had already gotten Wendy Quinn in, closed the car door, turned around to block the passenger seat, and saw his mom running over. He frowned, "Mom, why are you here?"
Mrs. Lockwood glared at Samuel Lockwood, "If I didn’t come, what would have happened? Trying to kill my grandchild?"
Mrs. Lockwood reached out to pull Samuel Lockwood, "Get out of my way."
Samuel Lockwood didn’t move, and Mrs. Lockwood, being elderly, couldn’t pull him.
Samuel Lockwood felt a jolt in his heart. Wendy Quinn actually told his mother about the pregnancy and even informed her to come here.
What was Wendy Quinn plotting?
Samuel Lockwood was extremely disgusted with Wendy Quinn. This woman was so scheming.
He smiled and said to Mrs. Lockwood, "Mom, how did you know... Ivy is pregnant? And it’s a chubby grandson?"
Mrs. Lockwood was shocked, Ivy is pregnant?
Then she shook her head, how was it possible? Ivy Linden couldn’t get pregnant anymore.
Mrs. Lockwood poked Samuel Lockwood’s chest with her finger, "You brat, don’t try to fool me. That hen Ivy Linden who can’t lay eggs can’t possibly get pregnant. Wendy is pregnant, and you better not do anything to her."
Earlier, she was sitting in the front passenger seat next to the driver, watching everything Samuel Lockwood did to Wendy Quinn, aiming to get rid of the child in her belly.
Humph! This brat.
For the sake of Ivy Linden, he’s even lying to his own mother.
Wendy Quinn saw that it was Mrs. Lockwood who arrived. She cried tears of joy, feeling saved at last. She pounded on the car door, shouting, "Mom, save me, Mom, save me."
The luxury car was well insulated.
Mrs. Lockwood couldn’t hear what Wendy Quinn was saying inside but was alarmed seeing her pounding on the door. The first three months of pregnancy are the most critical and prone to miscarriages.
Mrs. Lockwood did not want anything to happen to her hard-earned "chubby grandson".
"Samuel Lockwood, step aside, I’ll warn you! If anything happens to Wendy’s baby, I won’t forgive you."
Mrs. Lockwood pushed Samuel Lockwood hard.
Samuel Lockwood did not budge. He held onto Mrs. Lockwood, his expression serious, "Mom, please don’t interfere with my affairs. Ivy can get pregnant. We will give you grandchildren, however many you want, Ivy will give you."
Mrs. Lockwood’s eyes turned red instantly, "Stop it. If Ivy Linden could have children, why hasn’t she had one by now? My old friend’s grandchildren, there are two of them already. And I still don’t have one. The Lockwood family is a big dynasty. How can there be no heirs to inherit the Lockwood enterprise? Nicole is your child, but she’s a girl, she’ll get married in the future, and the Lockwood property can’t go with her to her husband’s family, helping them build their business."
Samuel Lockwood disagreed with his mother’s words.
He believed children are equal.
As long as Nicole is happy.
But Mrs. Lockwood was staunchly old-fashioned.
Samuel Lockwood was very troubled, "Mom, how do you know Wendy’s child is definitely a grandson, not a granddaughter? You let her give birth, then Ivy and I are done, do you know? I’m finished..."
Samuel Lockwood showed a pained expression.
Mrs. Lockwood wanted to say, finished is finished, a hen that doesn’t lay eggs is unlucky for whoever marries her. Better to end it early. Marry Wendy Quinn, that’s much better. She conceived a child so easily.
If Wendy Quinn was her daughter-in-law, in a few years, she might have several chubby grandsons.
Wendy Quinn was a woman far better than Ivy Linden in many ways, with a good family background, sweet-tongued, accommodating in everything, treating her like her own mother, and serving her with filial piety.
Unlike Ivy Linden, that despicable one...
Naturally, Mrs. Lockwood could not say what was in her heart.
She cried, "You only care about Ivy Linden, not about your mother, nor about your flesh and blood... I tell you, Samuel Lockwood, if you abort Wendy’s child, I... I’ll die with the child."
Mrs. Lockwood then collapsed to the ground and wailed loudly, "Old man! I’ve failed you! I’ve failed the Lockwood family, can’t even keep your grandson alive. This son of ours has been bewitched by a temptress... I have no choice but to die with my grandson..."
The driver came running over and picked up Mrs. Lockwood.
"Mrs. Lockwood, please don’t do this, you might hurt yourself. President Lockwood didn’t say he wanted to get rid of your grandson! President Lockwood, say something! The madam is old now and doesn’t have many years left..."