I'm pregnant Sir Behave Yourself by Daphne

Chapter 586 We'll Just Have To Do A DNA Test!

Queenie was so sure that her birth daughter was Julie because she had gone to look for Allison more than once!

She wanted from Allison the truth of the incident back then!

Allison, irritated by Queenie's incessant pestering, said mockingly, "Queenie, when you delivered your daughter back then, she was lacking oxygen and was blue and purple all over. She didn't even cry or make a sound, and we thought that she was dead. That was why we tossed her out into the dumpster near the clinic. It was so cold, and even if the baby were alive, she would have been killed by the weather..."

At that moment, Queenie had the urge to kill Allison!

Why did they not wait for Queenie to regain consciousness, so that she could see her baby at least once?

Why were they so cruel to toss her baby into a dumpster, even though she had almost died giving birth to it?

Seeing Queenie discreetly wiping away her tears, Shakira knew that she was not in a stable emotional state. She turned to speak to the middle-aged woman.

"Mrs. Anderson, can you tell us the details of how you found Julie back then?" Shakira helped Mrs. Anderson stand up, and they walked in front of Queenie. The lady kept kneading her hands, and she seemed very anxious.

She was about the same age as Queenie and Shakira. However, thanks to years of menial labor, the wrinkles on the corners of her eyes were very deep, and half of her hair was white. Her hands were dry and coarse.

Uneasily, Mrs. Anderson started speaking in a thick country accent. "Ah... Ah'm not sure what to say..."

Queenie held Mrs. Anderson's hands tightly and asked agitatedly, "Can you tell me how you discovered Julie in the dumpster? Please be as detailed as possible."

Queenie's fair, tender, and well-manicured hands were a stark contrast to Mrs. Anderson's coarse hands.

Mrs. Anderson wanted to pull away, but Queenie held her hands very tightly.

Mrs. Anderson looked at the tears in Queenie's eyes and tried her best to recall what happened more than twenty years ago. Eventually, she began to stammer, "A h... Ah need to think about it carefully. That day, just a s usual, me and my husband went to set up our stall at the market. When we walked past a clinic in the town, we heard weak crying sounds. Me and my husband went to search where that came from, and by golly! We found a li'l baby smeared in blood in the dumpster. Ah wonder who's the wretch that tossed a baby into the dumpster on a cold day!

my husband for almost five years, and we've never had a child of our own. We couldn't figure out

Anderson looked

and care, but there was an inexplicable hint of grief in her

had treated Julie

had given their daughter their best while raising her. They lived frugal lives so that their daughter lived a good life, like

head was lowered as he smoked his pipe. He was also in grief. Now that Julie's

already aware of her

in middle school, her neighbor had accidentally divulged the fact that Mr. and Mrs. Anderson were not her birth parents. That

Mrs. Anderson tried to convince her that she should look for her birth parents when she grew older. Julie did not

and Mrs.

savings to look

used up all their savings turned out to

be

of a spendthrift after that. She also became

Anderson spoiled her just as usual. She

She kneaded her hands,

dressed in a bespoke suit-dress, which accentuated her slender body and made her look noble. At first glance,

Queenie was a very wealthy woman who

Julie thought that

seen that face before, but she could not figure out when

Julie is my

at those innocent eyes! She desires so much

wish come

caressed Julie's