Chapter 95

Right at the moment she said it, Martha already had a hundred plans to seek revenge on Philip.

However, just as Juan was about to ask about the matter of visiting a doctor, Henry left.

Juan immediately panicked and rushed to catch up.

There was only Martha and Philip left in the rest area. The former was staring at Philip fiercely, her

eyes filled with a flame of anger.

“Mom, you didn’t…”

Slap!

Before Philip could finish speaking, Martha had slapped him across the cheek and cursed, “How about

it? Does it feel good to have me apologize to you?”

‘I would not be a Yates if I didn’t beat you up!’

Philip was speechless. His cheek was aching with burning pain, and his fists were pinched tightly in his

trousers.

“Oh, are you unhappy about it? Come hit this old lady if you can. Come on, hit me.” Martha immediately

pushed Philip with a challenging look.

More people had come to look.

Then, Martha gave up. Before she left, she glared at Philip fiercely. She scolded, “Useless! Die early

and quickly reincarnate! Bring your bastard child along and go together!”

Bastard child?

She called Mila a bastard child!

Mila was the flesh and blood of her own daughter. Mila was her granddaughter!

When Martha had cursed him in the past, Philip would just endure it. Today, it was obvious that Martha

crossed the line!

“Martha Yates! I’m warning you, you can curse me, but do not curse Mila! She is your granddaughter!”

Philip glared at Martha with his eyes red as he scolded. He was furious and did not hold himself back.

At that moment, Martha’s first reaction was fear. She did not expect Philip, who had always been

wimpy, to actually throw a tantrum at her!

Was he thinking of going against the sky?!

How dare he yell at her! The last time as well.

“Philip Clarke, what did you just call me? Very well, you dare to call me by my full name now. You sure

are brave now, even getting angry with your own mother-in-law! Well, well, well… In this family, there

can only be either me or you! Take your bastard child with you tomorrow and move out of the house I

bought for all of you!”

Martha was extremely mad, and she immediately cursed like a shrew.

However, Philip said, “Mom, that house was not bought by you alone. You have no right to drive us

away. Also, if you really drive me out, you might regret it very much.”

“Tsk!” Martha smirked contemptuously and said, “Why would I regret throwing a piece of trash like you

out? The thing I regret most now is letting Wynnie marry you!”

In the middle of Martha’s continuous scoldings, Philip had turned and left.

“Where do you think you’re going? We haven’t made clear the matter just now…”

Philip went back to the ward and took out the porridge he made. He wanted to feed it to Wynn at first,

but she declined immediately and proceeded to sip the porridge from a bowl herself.

Not long later, Juan came in and said, “Wynn, I’m really sorry. Something went wrong on Professor

Turner’s side, so I am heading over now. Don’t worry, I will definitely handle Mila’s matters properly.”

Afterward, Juan left the scene hurriedly.

Although Wynn did not know what had happened, she knew that it was definitely something urgent.

She said a few words like asking Juan to not push himself too much.

Philip had not spoken since the start. He tidied up the dishes and brought them out to wash. As Wynn

was leaning on the hospital bed, she looked out of the window and thought of a person in her mind—

someone who was possibly able to help her.

It was Mrs. Clarke.

As she was thinking about it, Wynn took out her mobile phone and found Mrs. Clarke’s contact number.

After a long hesitation, she prepared her emotions and dialed the number.

Come to think of it, as a woman, Mrs. Clarke would probably help her out.

“Passing by your entire world, I have lived the fullest for myself. Please go forward and don’t look back.

I will be the one waiting for you at the end.”

It was a familiar ringtone. However, at the same moment when the ringtone rang in the receiver, the

ringing of another phone also sounded from the ward.

“Daddy, daddy, where are we going, There is no need to fear as long as I am here, Baby, baby, I am

your big tree, I will watch the sunrise with you for the rest of my life…”

Too familiar!

It was because the song was sung by Philip, Wynn, and Mila. It was recorded as a ringtone for

incoming calls.

Wynn was surprised. She slowly moved the phone away from her ear while looking for the ringing

phone in the ward. In the end, her gaze was fixed on Philip’s jacket which he had taken off when he

entered the ward just now.

Wynn glanced at the number she dialed in her hand. She had indeed called Mrs. Clarke, not Philip.

Was this just a coincidence?