You Are The Pursuit of My Life

Chapter 155

Margaret heard Irene's voice and immediately turned her head around. She chuckled evilly. "Well, well, look who it is..."

Her gaze intensified as she looked over to Eden who was sleeping in Nathan's arms. Before Edric had mentioned it, she would never have imagined that Eden was related to her. But after listening to what Edric had said, she realized the child in front of her looked just like a young Edric. She couldn't help but walk over and reach out to stroke Eden's head. Nathan dodged to one side and looked at her warily. "Mrs. Myers, what were you trying to do?"

"Is this boy my grandson?" Margaret felt a twinge of upset that she had not managed to touch Eden, but her sadness was soon washed away, replaced by excitement.

"Mrs. Myers, you're mistaken. This is my son, not your grandson!" Irene walked up to them, her face taut. She might be patient with Edric, but Margaret... was the last person on earth that she wanted to see. "You..." Margaret's face changed. "Irene, is this how you should be talking to me? I used to be your mother-in-law!"

"Oh? I didn't realize you were aware that you used to be my mother-in-law?" Irene sniggered. "If that's the case, you'd better keep yourself in check. This is not the Myers family. Your tactics won't work here!"

"You are the guest here. Please take a seat, and we can talk it out, Mrs. Myers!" Britney said diplomatically, defusing the tense situation. With all the commotion, Eden roused from his sleep. He rubbed his eyes and drawled, "Mom, you're home? Why didn't you wake me?" "You were sleeping so soundly so she didn't wake you," Nathan answered.

Affection swirling in her eyes, Britney looked at Eden and said, "Come here."

Eden went to Britney's side obediently. Britney held him on her lap and asked, "Did you get an injection today?"

"Yes, but I didn't cry!" Eden answered proudly.

"Good boy!" Britney kissed Eden's face. Meanwhile, Margaret's eyes never left Eden. She just stared at Eden and watched as the White family lavished him with adoration. In her heart, a storm of anger was surging. This was HER grandson. As his grandmother, she had been kept in the dark while the White family took away her adorable little grandson. To sit back and watch as he was being hogged by others? Over her dead body!

"Irene, I'm here for the child."

Irene lifted her eyebrows slightly and laughed mockingly. "Child? What child? Mrs. Myers, you don't have dementia, do you?"

"Stop with this act. I know that Eden is my grandson!" Margaret hissed, her tone without any room for negotiation.

"Your grandson? What right do you make such a claim?" Irene ridiculed. "Mrs. Myers, I gave birth to him after my divorce and therefore has nothing to do with you. I'm sure it'll be easy for you to get a grandson. After all, you're always scheming for one. Just get a mistress, or find a surrogate, and voila, you will soon have one. This is my son. Don't you dare to lay your hands on him!"

Margaret's face flushed red. She said after a long while, "Irene, let's get a paternity test to see if he is truly my grandson. Your word doesn't count for anything!"

Irene couldn't help but flash a scornful grin again. How could Margaret be so self-righteous?

"A paternity test? Why would I subject my child to a paternity test? Who are you to demand this?" Irene was no longer the pushover she used to be. In front of these people, she had to protect those she loved.

"I might not have the right, but Edric does. I'll have you know, as long as Eden is my grandson, I have the right to take him away!" barked Margaret.

"In your wildest dreams!" Irene did not give in. "If anyone dares to lay so much as a finger on Eden, I'll drag them into the depths of hell!"

stunned; she did not

eyes wide open before he darted them to look at Margaret. He said in a childish voice, "Don't raise your voice to my mother,

at Eden's flickering big eyes,

her. "You are not my grandma. You are a bad person. A bad person who argued

Irene felt sad looking at Eden's expression as he tried to protect her. She

discussing what to do about

further, please see yourself out. I've told you, this is my child. He has nothing to do with you. Don't be mistaken!" With that, Irene turned on

she had such an adorable grandson. She really wanted to hold him in

Irene reached out

to let go and roared, "Give my

had never seen such a scene before, and he cried out

came over immediately. "Mrs. Myers,

either. Britney started to become apprehensive as she urged, "Mrs. Myers, please let go right now. The child is young, and he's sick. He isn't going to be able to withstand you tugging at him like this!" "I won't.

Edric suddenly appeared. He hadn't been able to locate Margaret anywhere. Finally, he guessed that she must have come here; therefore, he rushed over in a hurry. When he entered the door, he saw the

the sight of Edric, Margaret felt like a savior had just walked through the door. She had completely lost her

health. Mr. Myers, please take your mother away." Bethany was most worried

this went on,

her, Margaret refused to listen to anything they were saying. She was bent on taking Eden

only one of them who stood by and

solve this problem

by crook, I will take my grandson away!" Margaret insisted that she would not

tears flowed down her cheeks. She was his mother. How could she bear to see

He squirmed and cried in her arms, and even hit her face with his hand.

Eden, whose face was pale and writhed in pain as he cried loudly. Resentment rose from the bottom of her heart. With all the wrath in her,

Margaret felt her heart ache. She cursed inwardly that Irene was so vicious she even dared to slap Edric's face in front of everyone. "You vicious woman, you refused to let me see my grandson, and now you dare to

shivers down Margaret's spine. For some reason, she was trembling in fear. Irene had always been meek. This was the first time she exuded

t would be better to let him stay in the hospital for the moment to be observed. In the ward,

so sorry..." she trailed

hold her in his arms and patted her gently. "Don't worry.

eyes. If it wasn't for her, Nathan wouldn't be

this for you. I'll

the ward. Feeling as if his heart had cracked, he could no longer keep looking at them. He turned around and left. Standing in the empty corridor, he felt his heart sink all the

walked out of the ward

a tall and lonely figure