The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 911 Not Heeding Good Advice

"Isla, are you telling me to shut up because I hit a nerve? You don't want me to talk about what happened that night?"

Daniel was playing the role of a fortune teller, and he could clearly see that Isla was hiding something.

"You... you better shut your mouth! If you keep babbling nonsense, I'll have your mother-in-law sew it shut!"

Isla winced, clutching her stomach as she glared at Daniel.

Seeing Isla like this made Daniel chuckle.

"Isla, it looks like your stomach is really giving you a hard time. Do you want me to help you? I could just give you a shot, and your pain would go away in no time!"

"You think a shot from you could cure me? What a joke! Ha!"

With a cold laugh, Isla scoffed at him.

"With your countryside background and no medical license, what qualifies you to stick me with a needle? You know that's illegal, right? If you keep this up, you might end up in jail!" After she said that, Isla's stomach suddenly twisted with pain again.

"Ow! Oh no! It hurts so much!"

cried out in agony, beads of sweat forming on

then, a sharp-dressed man in an Armani

was Isla's son-in-law, the successful businessman and owner of the

Grant approached and saw his mother-in-law in

stomach hurts!" Isla

you sit on the couch for

and guided

seeing the situation, chimed in with

do, you'll only be able to sit on

sofa, your pain is

on

hurt

giving birth!"

scam artist! Don't come here with your nonsense! No matter how bad hurts, sitting is still better than

"Well, I

you, Isla.

couch, that's your

know,