6
Before I reached the foot of the mountain, Steven Wilson called me: "Renee Miller has an inflammation. You should come to the confinement center as soon as possible to express some milk for Zi Han. By the way, don't eat anything spicy recently, so as not to burn Zi Han." He hung up the phone before I could say anything.
Mr. Miller also sent a message: "Your nephew is crying because of hunger. You must be here in 20 minutes!" These messages made me feel sick. I didn't want to pay attention to them. I thought I would turn off my phone when I arrived in the city, but the driver locked the car door and drove all the way to the confinement center.
I was taken to a luxury suite. The Miller family comforted Renee Miller with a distressed look on their faces , and Steven Wilson was holding the child and coaxing him. I was pushed to the ground and felt a sharp pain in my lower abdomen. Steven Wilson was furious: "I heard from the driver that you still don't want to come? How can you be so cruel to watch your nephew starve!"
I covered my belly and glared at him: "Can't you even afford milk powder?" Renee Miller said with tears in her eyes: "Sister, Zi Han was only three days old, how could I bear to feed him milk powder." Then, she leaned into Mrs. Miller's arms again: "It's all my fault that I got inflamed."
The room is full of bird's nests, shark fins, fish maws and other supplements. It would be strange if I didn't get inflamed if I ate them like this. Seeing me sneer, Mr. Miller glared at me: "Your sister is in pain, and you can still laugh!" I still remember that when I was hospitalized for a miscarriage a few days ago, I wanted to hire a nurse, and he scolded me for being hypocritical.
The eldest brother, Hailin Miller, glanced at me coldly: "You are really selfish." Steven Wilson threatened me directly: "If you don't feed Zi Han, you can just wait to be kicked out by me." Mr. Miller also nodded in agreement: " The Miller family will not keep an evil person like you who is unfriendly to sisters."
I looked at the room full of baby products and supplements, and said coldly: "Okay, you sign the agreement now and kick me out quickly. It just so happens that the baby's full moon banquet can be held together with Steven Wilson and Renee Miller 's wedding, and you can live happily as a family."
Mrs. Miller put on a heartbroken expression again: "Why do you always threaten us, kid? We've been very kind to you." Aren't we kind to you? I looked around the convalescent suite that took up almost an entire floor, filled with supplements and baby supplies. A whole row of nannies, nurses, and obstetricians were waiting at the door.
When I wanted to upgrade my package to find a therapist, the only thing that came out of the Miller family group was "No need." Steven Wilson looked even more impatient: "You can't even save the child, and you still have the nerve to ask for a therapist? Your adoptive mother was able to go back to work right after giving birth, why are you being so pretentious?"
A seven-month-old baby! When I rolled down the stairs, my whole body was almost torn apart in pain. In the ward, I called Steven Wilson but there was no response. My eyes were swollen from crying. My blood and tears were nothing but unreasonable in their eyes. These were my family and husband whom I had treated with my heart for ten years!
I held back the tears that were about to burst out: "Whatever you say! If you want my breast milk, you must sign today!" Mr. Miller shouted angrily: "What are you doing?" But the child in Steven Wilson's arms started crying. Renee Miller's eyes were red: "Forget it, forget it. I know my sister has never liked me. It's normal for her not to like my child."
"Don't be estranged from your sister because of a stranger like me." Everyone showed distressed expressions and comforted Renee Miller. Steven Wilson glared at me: "As long as you are in this family, there will be no peace!" The pain in my stomach became more and more severe. I didn't have the energy to argue with them anymore. I just stood up and left the room.