Independence

Evelyn’s head throbbed with frustration as she watched Ingrid reject the soup she had boiled for the entire morning. “That’s lentil soup, and I added some beans. It’s good for the baby.”

“It might be good for the baby, but not for the pregnant mother, right? Can’t you see the thick layer of oil floating on top? Just looking at it makes me nauseous How am I supposed to drink it?”

Evelyn took a deep breath. “So, what do you want me to do?”

“Why are you so stupid? Do you even need me to teach you something so simple? Can’t you just skim the oil off the top? I honestly don’t know how you’ve survived this long with that level of intelligence…” Ingrid said.

She didn’t hold back her sharp tongue and harsh words.

Evelyn had never been spoken to like this before and became instantly furious. She stood up, on the verge of exploding. “Who are you calling stupid? Ingrid, don’t push your luck!”

If Evelyn had paid attention, she would have realized that the tone and words Ingrid used earlier were almost identical to what she had used to berate Ingric k then

Indeed, Ingrid was getting her revenge.

She was now carrying a child worth 500 million. Even if she couldn’t marry into the Johnson family, she could use the baby to negotiate a wealthy sum from Evelyn. She could at least get 100 million, right?

With that kind of money, Ingrid didn’t care whether she married Hansel anymore. Besides, he didn’t even like her.

Since Ingrid knew she wasn’t going to marry into the family, there was no need to please her future mother -in–law. Naturally, she had to settle the scores from back then.

Ingrid replied, “Are you raising your voice at me? I only asked you to skim the oil, not anything else. You can leave if you’re so unwilling. I never begged you to stay. However, you’d better not regret it if anything happens to the child in my belly.”

Taken aback, Evelyn told herself inwardly to calm down several times before regaining her composure. She followed Ingrid’s request and began skimming the oil off the soup.

Evelyn took almost half an hour to complete the task, yet Ingrid barely drank a few sips of the soup. Evelyn was so furious that her vertigo almost relapsed.

While the Johnson family was in chaos, Miranda’s life remained peaceful.”

In mid–June, she paid a visit to Christine’s house again.

The plants were easy to care for–they just needed some watering and weeding. The main reason for Miranda’s visit was to check on Christine’s leg to see if it had improved.

“I think you chose the wrong major. You should’ve gone to medical school. I bet you’d learn faster and

better than the medical students!” Christine exclaimed

Miranda checked the area that had been swollen last time. She felt relieved when she saw the swelling had gone down and Christine’s leg was back to normal

“Alright, I’ll take your suggestion to heart and seriously consider it.” Miranda nodded earnestly.Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

Christine gave her a light tap and teased, “I was just joking! How could you take it seriously?”

Miranda was the type to do something crazy like switching majors, just like Paul who switched from biology to physics back in the day. Despite facing mockery and skepticism from others, he still excelled in his field. No, he thrived better than before!

That was the reality for a genius. They would succeed at anything they decided to do as long as they set their minds to it.

“Where’s your latest report from the hospital? Let me take a look,” Miranda said.

Though she wasn’t sick herself, Miranda had learned to read CT scans and blood test reports after spending much time caring for a patient.

“Not bad. Some of the indicators are still a little high, but most have returned to normal. It looks like you’ve been following the doctor’s orders and really took care of yourself.”

Olivia was sorting vegetables nearby. When she heard us, she chimed in with a smile, “Of course! You call to remind Dr. Young each time she forgets to take her medicine. She couldn’t forget even if she

wanted to.”

“Ahem! Olivia, say no more. Let me preserve my dignity…”

Miranda couldn’t help but laugh after seeing Christine’s embarrassed look after being exposed. “Since this approach works, we’ll stick with it from now on.

Avoiding the topic, Christine coughed lightly and changed the subject. “Oh, right. Let me introduce you to someone.”

“Who is it?”

“Sam, you can come out now.”