“What mother would harm her child? Besides, have you forgotten I’ve also drank the pomegranate juice? I’m fine, aren’t I? Even
if it was caused by the pomegranate juice, it must be because Sunny ate something that was incompatible with it. I refuse to
believe Mom has anything to do with this!”
Everything Anya said sounded logical. She even used the example of herself having drunk the pomegranate juice, so Lucas
found it impossible to point out any holes in her argument. His suspicion of Phoebe did lessen somewhat after that.
Corinne chuckled softly. “Miss Anya, have you forgotten how you ran to the bathroom to throw up all the pomegranate juice after
drinking it?”
Anya’s eyes flickered. She frowned and forced herself to suppress the rising anger inside of her before she looked at Corinne
pitifully.
“Corinne, I’m starting to think you enjoy putting our family in a mess. Do you have proof that. I threw up the pomegranate juice?
Can’t I go to the bathroom when I need to relieve myself? Why do you insist on pushing the blame on my mom?”
Corinne listened calmly to Anya’s retort. To be honest, she was actually impressed at how quickly Anya could think on her feet
and by her Oscar-worthy performance.
At that moment, Maxwell-who had been silent all those while-cleared his throat and said, That’s enough! Keep your voices down
in the hospital. We’ll know what’s really going on when the test result comes out!”
His words might be little, but they carried with them an undeniable authority. Hence, everyone fell silent after that.
Anya and Phoebe exchanged glances, both of them tried to come up with the next step to get out of the situation they brought
upon themselves.
Corinne was in no rush to expose the mother-and-daughter duo. No bad deeds could be kept at secret forever, so they could
never escape.
Worried that the pregnant Corinne could not stand for too long, Jeremly led her to the chairs. not far from the emergency ward.
He then pushed her down lightly on the shoulder to make
her sit.
Jealousy immediately flowed out of Anya’s eyes like poison gas when she saw that. Not happy at the preferential treatment,
Anya walked over to them and said tearfully, “Jeremy, I know you like Corinne and that’s why you’ll always take her side. But
even so, how can you allow her to slander my mom like that? You should do something about this...for my sake. I did save you
in the past, didn’t I?”
Jeremy glanced at her. He found himself a little moved. ‘She’s right. She did save me, after all.”
“I’ve been silent because I think we should wait until the test result comes out,” he said after a while.
Corinne watched their interaction quietly. ‘Doesn’t Anya know any other trick than to emotionally blackmail Jeremy with her
savior act? What’s even more laughable is I was the one who saved Jeremy. I’ve never seen such a shameless person as her...
taking other people’s
credit and all. Ha!’
“Jeremy...” Anya reached out to tug at Jeremy’s sleeves. She had always been like this. Not daring to hold his hand, she would
instead pull his sleeves to get his attention.
However, this time she was stopped by Corinne, who wrapped her fingers around Anya’s wrist. like handcuffs. “Miss Anya, are
you trying to molest my husband in front of everyone?” she asked with a smirk.
Anya’s face darkened. She tried to pull back her hand but could not.
“Corinne, what are you doing? You’re hurting me... Ah! Jeremy, help me. She’s hurting me!”