His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 257 Not A Grandson

“You’ve been driving me up the wall for a long time. See if I don’t tear your mouth apart!” Daphne rolled up her sleeves, ready to lunge forward, but Lysander quickly restrained her.

Daphne demanded furiously, “Why are you holding me back? I’ve put up with it for nearly ten years- and am settling the score today! Don’t worry, I won’t kill anyone. Just remember to get me out of the police station.”

With that, she shook off Lysander and moved to attack.

Meanwhile, Helen was not the least bit afraid. She plopped down on the ground, sobbing while slapping the floor. “Why is my life so hard? My grandson is gone, yet you still want others to hit me! Are all doctors nowadays so unscrupulous? Are the gods blind?”

Daphne could not bear it anymore. “Lysander, let me go!”

Lysander wrapped her arms around her friend’s waist tightly and shot her a look. “That’s enough. Don’t forget that we still have important matters to attend to.”

Seething with rage, Daphne almost ground her teeth to dust. She glared at Helen fiercely, then pointed at the latter and snapped, “Stop wailing! If you truly care about Priscilla, go and see her instead of putting on an act here.”

Nonetheless, Helen was not about to give in. Where’s the hospital’s director? I want to see your director! You conducted an abortion for no reason without seeking consent from our family. Are all the doctors in your hospital so big-headed?”

Do you think you’re worthy? If he were here, you’d be in even m trouble! You’ve harmed his daughter to such an extent, yet you still dare to come here and

is gone!

up a nearby

in a hospital gown-was seen walking over slowly

she was sweating profusely. Her face was pale, but her expression was cold and stern. Clenching her jaw tightly, she moved in their direction one step

“Priscilla, you

helped me a lot already. This time,

worried. It hasn’t been twelve hours since the surgery. I’m the one who performed

Balance:

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Lynn’s help. Lysander, Priscilla has told me everything. I’m grateful to you and

she suddenly felt a gentle squeeze

noticed that Adrian had been walking behind Fred and Priscilla. He

up to Helen, then gave a cold chuckle and

up, held Priscilla’s hand, and uttered in a concerned tone, “Priscilla, my dear