NovelEnglishBeverley was fuming, so much so that she did something she'd never considered before-chasing after the confrontation. She always thought it beneath her, something only the desperately cornered would do. Yet, here she was, indistinguishable from what she despised. It was clear; she was livid. "Sharp-tongued and arrogant, no wonder there's an old saying, 'Birds of a feather flock together.' You're all the same, lacking any semblance of manners!" Leda couldn't help but laugh at the accusation, especially when it implied something about Roseanne- that was crossing a line! "Shut your trap, you hag!" "Oh, did I strike a nerve? She's been with my son for six years without a peep. Clearly, that's a dry well! Funny, isn't it? Your overreaction makesthink you've got a guilty conscience." "Ha!" Leda scoffed. "Six years and no baby, ever considered it might be your son with the issue? He's a regular at the hospital, can't seem to cut back on smoking and drinking. Maybe it's high tyour precious boy got checked out, in case the problem's on his end-" Leda's gaze shifted to Millie's belly, causing a sudden change in her complexion as she stumbled over her words, "I've only ever been with Murray, I would never betray him..." Beverley, protective of her son Murray, retorted, "Spout any more nonsense, and I'll tear your mouth apart—" As if Leda would back down. She rolled up her sleeves in defiance, "Con then, let's see who ends up tearing who!" Seeing the argument escalate, Roseanne tried to calm Leda down.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMillie, caught off guard by the sudden turn of events, stood to the side. When Roseanne moved closer, Millie suddenly yelped, "Ouch!" and slumped to the ground. "My belly! It hurts so much!" Beverley's concern shifted instantly from the argument to Millie, fearing the worst for the baby.
"Millie, are you okay? Is it really bad?" With a pained expression, Millie Rel shook her head, "It's not too bad. instinctively protected my belly just don'Dunderstand... Why would Roseanne push me?" Upon hearing this, Beverley glared at Roseanne, "Can't have your own, so you spite those who can? That's just vile!" Roseanne was flabbergasted. "What the-?" She saw right through Millie's theatrics. Possibly afraid that the act could turn into a real accident, Millie had cushioned her fall, protecting her betty and using her hand to brace herself, effectively preventing any real harm.
The performance was laughably amateurish, lacking any subtlety.
Apart from the two forced tears, even the expression of pain was awkwardly stiff, painfully obvious to anyone watching.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLooking down at Millie, Roseanne bel spoke with a dismissive tone, "Since you're accusingof pushing you, wouldn't I be at a loss if I didn't live up to that accusation?" With that, she reached out towards Millie Millie recoiled, realizing Roseanne wasn't joking and immediately backed down.
"It was my mistake, I lost my balance. Roseanne had nothing to do with it. I'm fine now..."
Beverley, still concerned, suggested, "Are you sure you're okay? Maybe we should get you checked out, just to be safe?" After all, Millie was carrying the Sherwood family's future heir!
Shaking her head, Millie whispered, "I'm really okay, Beverley. I've already got the testresults, let's just head back."
The baby was her ticket into the high society; Millie couldn't risk anything happening to it, ever o it, even if she couldn't resist the urge to rile up Roseanne. Beverley, with a sigh, conceded, "For my grandson's sake, let's leave it at that. Millie, let's go." Like RICH WOMEN? X These women desperately want a mature men! JOIN NOW *Waming* these rich women will persue you.
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