Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect by Henry Foster

Chapter 753

Hearing this, Charlotte suddenly thought of all the lactation soups and cookies Mrs. Chancer had been forcing on her lately under various pretexts.

Mrs. Chancer placed the child in her arms and left. Through the door, Charlotte could still hear her instructing the nanny about brewing more soup.

Looking at the baby in her arms, she suddenly felt a wave of irritation.

James hadn't properly spoken to her for three days. He came home reeking of alcohol, and to help with the baby, his mother had even made him sleep in the next room.

Charlotte felt like nothing more than a milk-producing pig. His mother probably saw her as a machine-first a tool for reproduction, now a tool for breastfeeding.

All Mrs. Chancer cared about was her precious grandson, never Charlotte herself. As the infant nursed quietly in her arms, Charlotte imagined a fierce monster grinning wickedly at her. She fought the urge to throw the baby aside.

At the Wilson residence.

heard the commotion and turned to

noticed the tablet in his hand was playing the recording of Judy's livestream. She began speaking incoherently, "Grandfather, it's

with his cane, his

into his study. As soon as the door closed, he slapped her hard across the face. "Why did you

knew about the Harbour Crescent Resort incident. He had

somewhat relieved about the death at Pine Mist Island Resort, only

her head. The left side of her face had swollen from the slap and stung painfully, but she

I just wanted to teach the

didn't distance yourself from it properly, and you even met that woman in person.

his expression, a terrifying thought crossed Vivian's mind. She asked uncertainly, "Grandfather, are you planning