Scum Daddy Dreams Of Stealing My Mommy!
Chapter 213: Do as I say, and I’ll be yours

Chapter 213: Chapter 213: Do as I say, and I’ll be yours

The woman’s face stiffened, her eyes filled with shock.

Christopher didn’t care about her reaction and continued his low-voiced accusation, "When you selfishly decided to give birth to them, now you’re selfishly refusing to let them have a complete family! They are living people with thoughts and opinions of their own, what right do you have to make decisions for their lives?"

Amelia stared at him, her eyes widened in disbelief.

As the man’s voice fell, she, too furious and angry, opened her mouth to speak, struggling several times before making a sound, "You call me selfish? Christopher Hart, who drove me to this, have you ever considered that?"

The man didn’t respond, but his face turned extremely ugly, with a brooding tension that seemed like a volcano about to erupt.

"These thoughts have been in your mind for a long time, haven’t they? You think I’m selfish, do you also think I’m deliberately leading you on? Taking revenge on you?"

He coldly retorted, "Isn’t that the case?"

"Slap!" As soon as his words finished, the trembling woman raised her hand and slapped him across the face.

Christopher’s face was struck aside.

The air fell dead silent; even Hope’s crying in the bathroom could no longer be heard.

The atmosphere between the two dropped to freezing, Amelia breathing heavily as she stared at him, her just-stabilized emotions collapsing into chaos again, "Christopher Hart, it’s your own fault, why come to blame me for being ungrateful?"

"How should I not remember for life the way you treated me at the beginning, the things your family did to me? If you were in my shoes, could you just let go of the past and repay evil with good?"

She scoffed, "I’m afraid you would go much further than my current attitude, making them pay tenfold, a hundredfold!"

Christopher pursed his lips and remained silent.

"It’s for the sake of the children that I haven’t held you accountable, and you’re not even grateful, instead, you think I’m foolish. You keep saying you still love me, is this your love?"

Bitterly smiling again, she expressed utmost disappointment, "Luckily, I’m clear-headed, not swayed by your few words, and have not given you another chance to hurt me."

Christopher, listening to her, saw the self-mockery in her eyes and quickly regretted his words.

Impulsiveness is the devil.

He shouldn’t have said those things.

But with the current atmosphere, he couldn’t bring himself to apologize immediately.

Amidst the standoff, the bathroom door made a faint "click", and a small figure gradually emerged.

Both were taken aback and immediately looked over.

"Hope..." Amelia didn’t dare to come closer, but she tried hard to force a smile and softly called out.

Hope’s tear-stained eyes were pitiful to look upon, her shiny red eyes looking up at them as she said in a sticky voice, "Please don’t fight... if you fight again, I’ll lose my mommy again..."

Upon hearing this, Amelia felt a sudden pain in her chest and hurriedly ran over to hug her daughter, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Baby... Mommy will never leave you again, really... you’ve always had a mommy, from now on, you’ll always have a mommy... I won’t leave you."

"Mommy..." Hope started crying again, her arms wrapping around her mother’s neck, choking up, "I want mommy, and I want daddy... Please, mommy and daddy, don’t fight anymore, wuwuwu... when you fight, you will leave the kids, wuwuwu..."

Christopher, listening to his daughter’s crying, felt even more heartbroken.

What kind of karma have I brought upon myself!

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Lily Garcia escaped from the Hart family’s old house, had no money for a hotel, and didn’t dare to go back to the Garcia family, so she had no choice but to borrow a phone from a stranger and contact a friend.

At 10 p.m., a delivery rider in uniform picked her up.

In the noodle shop, Lily was starving, but after only a couple of bites, a wave of nausea hit her, and she immediately grabbed a trash can and vomited uncontrollably.

The stench drove away the other diners who left cursing under their breath.

The rider opened a bottle of water for her and handed it over with concern, "Why are you vomiting so severely?"

Lily Garcia’s face flushed red, and she retorted irritably, "Don’t you even know what morning sickness is? No wonder you can’t find a girlfriend."

The rider immediately nodded compliantly and fell silent.

"I’m going to stay at your place these next few days." Lily Garcia continued to eat her noodles, fighting against nausea, forcing herself to swallow.

She had to eat; she had to ensure the child stayed safely inside her; otherwise, all her plans would be for nothing!

The rider nodded, "Okay... but my place is tight, you might... not be used to it."

Lily Garcia didn’t respond and urged him to get moving after finishing her meal.

Upon arrival, she was shocked to find it was just a tiny rental room of barely ten square meters, appallingly spartan!

"Lily... look, there’s only one bed, and at night... we—" The rider stood in the cramped space, awkwardly looking at the bed facing the door.

Yet his eyes shone with a faint glimmer as they fixated on the woman.

Lily Garcia took a quick glance and turned back to him, her gaze cutting through his intentions, she scoffed, "Don’t even think about it, I’m pregnant now, we can’t mess around!"

"I... I, of course, know that—"

At night after taking showers, they lay together on the same bed.

Initially, Lily Garcia turned her back to him, but after a while, she turned around and suddenly asked, "Do you really like me that much?"

The rider lay rigidly on his back, turned his head to look at her when he heard the question, and then turned to face her, "Lily... I, someone like me, I’m not worthy of liking you, right? You’re a rich girl, and I’m just a delivery guy..."

"Bullshit rich girl, I’m now worse off than a prisoner, even worse off than a delivery guy like you."

The man stayed silent, looking at her, swallowing cautiously.

Lily Garcia suddenly smiled at him, "If you really like me that much, would you be willing to do anything for me?"

The man stared blankly before slowly nodding his head.

Lily beckoned to him with a hook of her finger, then actively pulled him closer, placing his hand on her waist, "If you listen to me, I will be yours..."

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Amelia Garcia spent the night at the Imperial Garden Villa.

She really couldn’t rest easy about Hope’s state of mind, worried that the little girl would think her mom didn’t want her if she left.

But Noah and Ethan were taken back, and with Kane to look after them, she felt at ease.

In the morning, she personally dressed her daughter, combed her hair, and accompanied her at breakfast.

Even so, Hope didn’t talk much to her, quiet at the dining table.

Then, Christopher Hart’s phone rang, breaking the silence.

Amelia couldn’t stop thinking about Lily Garcia and involuntarily looked over as he answered his phone.

"Can’t find her? A person doesn’t just vanish into thin air. Keep searching... And yes, keep an eye on the Garcia Family, especially that brother of hers..."

After hanging up, Christopher Hart looked at her with a slightly darkened expression, "We still haven’t found Lily Garcia..."

Since the argument yesterday, there had been no communication between the two.

But now, because of Lily Garcia’s issue, she had no choice but to speak to this man.

"She must be hiding, waiting for a chance to strike back," the woman replied indifferently.

Christopher continued, "So... for the next few days, do you want me to have someone follow you? Just in case?"

Amelia quickly retorted sarcastically, "Aren’t you already having someone follow me?"