I'm pregnant Sir Behave Yourself by Daphne

"Are you... Luke's girlfriend that he brought to introduce to us?" Susan asked with tears in her eyes." How's your family background? If you're wronged by your future husband after your marriage, will your family be able to support you?"

Bianca did not know how to answer her.

When Louis introduced himself, he said that he was Luke's half-brother and that they shared the same dad.

That might mean that the middle-aged woman wearing the Gucci custom-made qipao once shared the same man with Luke's mother, Allison.

Susan looked at the big family gathered together and walked toward Bianca with the stench of alcohol on her.

"Be careful." Bianca quickly propped Susan up with agility when she was about to fall.

Susan leaned on the sofa while being supported by Bianca. She frowned uncomfortably and said, "By the looks of your appearance, I can tell that you probably come from an average family. I advise you to know better and not to marry into the Crawford family."

"Go back to your room upstairs!" the old man stood up and shouted. He was angry!

"No!" Susan looked at the old man with a ferocious look in her eyes. Every time she got drunk, she always said the same thing for everyone to hear. She repeated for the nth time, "The person who should leave is Allison! I'm Zachary's first wife!"

Susan's eyes burned with jealousy as she pointed at Allison. She wanted to humiliate her. "You b*tch! Who are you trying to fool by sitting there quietly? You're just a go-go girl who sold her body at the club! I wonder how many guys you've had sex with before you came into the Crawford family. You're lucky that Zachary was blind enough to not notice the cheap wh* re that you are!"

Bianca glanced at Luke blankly.

Luke sat on the sofa with a calm demeanor. Even though his brows were furrowed unhappily, he did not try to stop Susan's shenanigans. He merely lit a cigarette, closed his eyes, and took a puff.

Bianca suddenly remembered what he had said to her on the phone previously.

"Don't feel pressured. In terms of our families, I'm actually no better than you. If you look into my family, we're basically the same." That was what Luke had said to her before.

"Are you sure you want to marry into the Crawford family?" Susan looked at Bianca and persuaded with all her heart. "My child, the Crawford family is indeed a very famous family in this city. The top of the top, in fact. But if you marry into this rich family, it's equivalent to walking into an icy cold tomb. Your husband won't care about you and your relatives won't sympathize with you either.

"The main point is the mistresses who will be waiting to pounce on your husband. It doesn't matter how inferior they are, or how low their wages are. Perhaps, it might even be a go-go dancer in the club who lets men touch her. A man will still take her hand and treat her as his baby. As for us wives, all we can do is be an honest wife and stay at home. We're expected to be considerate of our husbands having their gay time outside, and maybe even ask him if he had fun." Toward the end of her speech, Susan grabbed Bianca's little hand.

The old man slammed his cane

tone when he said to Bianca, "Bea, your aunt has had too much to drink. Don't take

looked at the

because of your seniority. Don't you know that you're helping your son's mistress discredit your daughter-in-law?" Susan got up and shouted, "A fish rots

if you want to cause trouble, please do it at another time!" Louis was so angry that he bear-hugged his

help him. The two of them had to drag

Bianca, who was downstairs, could still hear the sound of things being thrown

he did not come back down. It was probably because

resounded through the

hinted at Bianca to take the two little

at the manor. At dusk, the bees continued to diligently collect their

at the bees and muttered, "They're always buzzing. Aunt Bea, do they eat the

everything, so she did not

Bea?" Rainie crouched down and raised

She finally returned to her

men touch her? Why did Grandma Susan say that about Grandma?" the

so

was splashed with

by

had it worse.

her cheek and said, "If the adults quarrel, just forget

counted." One, two, three... Aunt Bea, I've

She reached her other free hand

guy nodded, but his brows were

adults in the room. The only people she felt bad for were the two little kids in front of her. They should be innocent

to vent, but only at

the two little kids. She could not help but wonder how her own kid was doing. She wondered

that the family did not eat together for