Holding the sleeping Thomas in his arms, Terence looked out of the window at the scenery flying fast. His thoughts gradually passed through and returned to the morning three years ago.
He didn't have the courage to face Hester's funeral, so he had to return to the villa with her baby. Terence sat stiffly on the sofa in the living room with the baby in his arms, not knowing how to coax him.
"Mr. Terence, leave him to me." Lisa stood aside, frowning. She took the baby over and coaxed in a soft voice.
"Terence, is the baby crying again?" Melody rubbed her temples and walked downstairs slowly. She stood in front of Lisa and was about to take the baby without checking carefully.
Hearing the baby's crying these days, she was almost on the verge of breaking down. She just wanted to make Terence feel sorry for her, but she didn't expect that it would be her who suffered in the end.
Lisa took a step back to avoid Melody's hand. She was clear about the origin of this baby. If he was given to Melody, she was afraid that the child would suffer.
She had seen the scene that Melody and Hester were incompatible as fire and water. She couldn't imagine how Melody would react when she knew the truth.
"Madam, you can have a rest. I'll hold him."
Glancing at the baby in her arms, Melody was alarmed. She hurried forward, pulled the quilt off the baby and took a deep breath.
"Whose baby is it? How could it be taken home?"
Afraid that she might hurt the baby on impulse, Lisa dodged in a hurry. She stood aside and frowned, holding the crying baby.
"Mr. Terence, the baby has been crying. He must be hungry. I'll stay downstairs to feed him."
Nodding slightly, Terence fixed his eyes on the baby for a long time. He raised his hand and rubbed between his eyebrows, inexplicably feeling tired.
In the past few days, he had been unable to get out of the shadow of Hester's death and was immersed in heavy grief. There was a big black circle in the
going to live under the shadow of that child again?
Without comparison, it could be said that Melody's child was born with a natural defect, so it was normal that he didn't look like Terence in some aspects.
But Hester's child had so many things in common with Terence, which made her feel scared and uneasy. She was not reconciled. She was not reconciled that her painstaking efforts would become bubbles once they were put into practice.
"Terence, don't believe that bitch Hester! She is a vicious woman. She knows our baby's defect, so she sent us here to provoke our relationship. You can't be fooled!
If you really mind the appearance of our baby, we can have another one. Can you send her child back?"
Seeing that Melody] was so nervous that she spoke incoherently, Terence was confused. He stood there stiffly, unable to speak anyway.
He knew clearly about Melody's mental condition. As long as he followed her will, everything would be fine. But at this moment, it was as if there was no sound, silent.
"Melody, calm down!"
"Calm down?"
Melody looked at Terence sarcastically and staggered back. She pointed at the tip of his nose and trembled slightly because of the huge emotional fluctuation.
"I'm the nominal hostess of this house. I don't allow him to come in! Send him away!"