Chapter 842

"Maxwell...* Phoebe's eyes reddened as tears streamed down her face.

Maxwell did not pity her and ignored her despite her crying. He went to the hospital bed, pulled a chair to sit, and looked quietly looking at his still­unconscious son.

After watching Anya leave the ward, Corinne turned around to look at the tearful Phoebe.

Phoebe and Anya were like two peas in a pod. She could cry at the drop of a hat, much like her daughter. Alas, Phoebe's song and dance did not seem to strike a chord with Maxwell.

Although Phoebe was a middle-aged woman, she maintained a youthful figure and wrinkle-free face thanks to the Riveras's money. Sadly, her pitiful act was unable to capture Maxwell's attention.

a separate bed was not bad enough, he did

indifferent toward Phoebe, of course. Instead, she narrowed her eyes and sneered coldly in disgust. 'Shameless old scumbag! You cheated on my mother with Phoebe,

then glanced at her as if he sensed her gaze on

so stuffy in here,

forward, placed his hands over her shoulders, and went out with

no interest to participate in the Riveras's affairs and was simply there to

to get some fresh air, he was happy to accompany

stepped forward to put it on her. "Wear a coat. It'll be cold in the corridor

draping the coat over her. He did not even bother to

coat and put

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