Mrs Hale, I Surrender
Chapter 159 Abuse the Scum (1) Abandon the mother and keep the child, slap the unfilial son

Chapter 159: 159 Abuse the Scum (1) Abandon the mother and keep the child, slap the unfilial son

By the time Old Lady Hugh returned after a simple wash and change of clothes, the evening clouds were merging, and the dark gold of the sky was sinking in the west.

The reddish twilight streamed through the clouds into the room, bathing the entire living room in a fiery glow. During the wait, Molly Hanson behaved, displaying an unusually obedient and submissive demeanor.

Hannah Johnson scorned:

Pretentious and affected.

To eat something, she used a hundred and eighty little gestures, and one didn’t need to look closely to know that her face wasn’t her original one.

She really didn’t understand why her father liked her.

"At my age, movements are slow, you all must be impatient waiting," Old Lady Hugh said, seated at the head of the table, dressed in clothes of cloud brocade, both noble and comfortable.

"How could we be, as the elder, we should be waiting for you," Molly replied with a smile.

She knew how to ingratiate herself. Without waiting for others to speak, she stood up, took the tea, and offered it, "Old Lady Hugh, after a day of busyness and fatigue, please have some tea."

"You certainly have a sweet mouth, no wonder Liam likes you."

Old Lady Hugh played with her sleeve without taking the tea, saying lightly, "But you still don’t qualify to offer me tea... my family has a proper daughter-in-law."

"We also have a granddaughter, a grandchild by marriage, it’s not your turn yet."

Molly stood frozen in place, watching as Yumi Johnson walked over with the cup in hand.

Could it be,

Old Lady Hugh didn’t want to acknowledge her at all.

Her spirits plummeted in an instant, and she set down the cup, returning to her seat.

But the next second, hope rekindled within her because Old Lady Hugh took the tea, sipped it, and said, "Yumi, I know all that has happened recently."

"This cup of tea, is the last one I drink from you as a mother-in-law."

"You and Liam..."

"Still have to divorce."

Yumi Johnson remained unusually calm, while Hannah Johnson, sitting to the side, felt some agitation, but Brock Hale pressed down on her shoulder.

Zoe Bell also glanced at William Hale, puzzled.

Could it be that grandma was on their side?

Old Lady Hugh gestured for Yumi Johnson to sit down, caressing the cup in her hand, turning to Molly, "You’re about the same age as my granddaughter, Liam is old enough to be your father."

"Love knows no age," Molly said with her head down, forcibly suppressing the smile curling at the corners of her mouth.

"How many months pregnant are you?"

"A little over two months," Liam Hugh said, clearly excited about the child.

"Do you really want to bear his child?" Old Lady Hugh looked at Molly, "Because he’s wealthy?"

"No!" Molly hastened to deny it.

She looked at Liam, their gazes meeting, filled with tender affection, "I genuinely like Liam, with no interest in his money."

"Do you like him enough to disregard decency and be the other woman?" Hannah Johnson couldn’t hold back.

"The elder is speaking, what are you butting in for, Yumi Johnson, do you see the kind of daughter you’ve raised?" With his mother’s support, Liam spoke with full confidence.

"Hannah," Old Lady Hugh’s voice was lower, "don’t speak just yet."

"I’ll try, but if I can’t help it, don’t blame me."

Hannah Johnson took a sip of tea, forcefully suppressing her anger.

"Not after money?" Old Lady Hugh said with a laugh, "It seems you and Liam are indeed true love. Not after his money, not minding his age, even willing to bear a child without a title."

"Mom, Molly is really good, if only you would get to know her more," Liam pleaded with a smile.

"She’s pregnant, and it’s a boy."

"You can’t possibly let our Hugh family’s bloodline fall out of the family and become illegitimate," Liam added.

Old Lady Hugh sipped the tea, looking down.

From the corner of her eye, she glanced at the butler who stood not too far away.

Uncle King immediately took out several pages of paper from one side and gave them to Molly.

Upon seeing the words on them, Molly turned as pale as if struck by lightning.

Zoe Bell was curious about what was written on the papers.

"Liam and Yumi will certainly divorce, you want to marry him, sign this prenuptial agreement first. Since you’re not after money, you naturally won’t care about the ownership of assets."

"The company profits, the dividends of shares, even after marriage, you won’t have any part in them."

"Moreover, the houses and cars in your name, as well as the bank deposits, if they are from Liam, they are the marital assets he shares with Yumi, and you must relinquish all of it in the future."

"Do you understand what I’m saying!"

...

After Old Lady Hugh finished speaking, Molly’s face had gone white.

She indeed said that she wasn’t after money, but that was against her true feelings.

If it weren’t for the Hugh Family’s wealth, how could she possibly submit herself to an old man?

Could it really be because she fancied his age?

"Old Lady Hugh, are you guarding against me?" Molly Hanson forced a faint smile from the corner of her mouth, "I’m carrying the Hugh Family’s flesh and blood in my belly."

"Did I get you pregnant?"

"..."

"You’re not young anymore, don’t you understand that not using contraception is the same as preparing for pregnancy? Whether it was unintentional or deliberate, whether you want to climb up the social ladder by using your belly, we both know very well."

Coldness flickered in Old Lady Hugh’s eyes, "At my age, there’s no trick I haven’t seen."

"What true love, enough to make you disregard propriety, righteousness, moderation, and shame, willingly becoming the other woman? Since you’re not after money, signing the agreement shouldn’t be a problem; it’s just a signature."

"If you boldly admitted that you’re after money, I could understand, but playing both ends, that’s quite hypocritical. I’ve always disliked people who have one set of standards for their mouths and another for their hearts, who are insincere and dishonest."

Molly’s face turned pale.

Could it be that Old Sir Hugh was intentionally testing her?

But once the agreement’s signed, it has legal effect!

She would be at a big loss!

If she didn’t sign, she would be confirming her own lies.

In a dilemma, was the old man of the Hugh family deliberately setting her up, trapping her between two hard choices?

Hannah Johnson felt relieved seeing her grandmother acting this way.

She took a plate of nuts from the table and even called out to Zoe Bell, "Zoe, want some?"

Zoe Bell smiled and nodded.

"Old Lady Hugh, you’ve misunderstood me, I never intended to break up Liam and Mrs. Hugh, their marriage was already strained..." Molly hurried to explain, "Nor have I ever thought about climbing up the ladder by being pregnant."

"Is that so?" Old Lady Hugh took a sip of tea, "Then give birth to the child, and I’ll raise it for you."

Molly was startled.

Was Old Lady Hugh planning to keep the child but not the mother?

Liam Hugh frowned and quickly stepped forward, "Mom, what are you saying? Molly is not the person you think she is, and besides, my divorce from Yumi Johnson is inevitable, so what’s wrong with marrying Molly and bringing her home?"

"What’s wrong?"

Old Lady Hugh suddenly raised her hand, and a cup of warm tea was thrown all over him.

"You may have no shame, but I do!"

"Mom—"

Just as Liam was about to speak again, Old Lady Hugh had already stood up, landing a resounding slap across his face, "You shameless thing, she is what sort of plaything! And you still want to marry her? Say it one more time?"

"Mom, I want to marry..."

Before he could finish his sentence, another slap came flying back.

Molly’s heart raced with fear.

Sitting there just a moment ago, Old Lady Hugh still had a smile, her demeanor pleasant and agreeable.

Now, she glared angrily, her eyes sharp and frightening.

"Old Lady Hugh, don’t blame him, it’s all my fault." Molly tried to play the martyr.

As a result,

Liam Hugh, who hadn’t said a word, was slapped by her again.

"Stop hitting him, it’s my fault, I..."

With every word Molly said, Old Lady Hugh struck Liam Hugh another blow.

Zoe Bell, who was eating nuts, was startled enough to make her heart leap.

William Hale’s expression did not change, calm and immobile.

Only Hannah almost blurted out,

Good for you!

Until she was too scared to speak, Old Lady Hugh finally stopped, glancing at Molly, "Do I need your input when disciplining my own son?"

"Your fault? Could you have gotten pregnant on your own?"

"Or are you saying that because you’re carrying the Hugh family’s child in your belly, you think you can point fingers at me?"

That look in her eyes clearly said:

In my view, you’re nothing but low-class trash.

How I act is none of your business, and you certainly have no right to tell me what to do!