The Ex-husband Wants to Get Power Every Day After the Divorce - Chapter 112
Chapter 112: Chapter 112: As Long As It’s Not Your Baby
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What disappointed Gillian Thompson was that Jeremy Norman’s expression didn’t change, and he laughed lightly, “So what?”
“Who says she can’t get married if she’s pregnant?”
Gillian Thompson’s heart ached with shock, almost thinking she had misheard.
“You still want to marry her even though she’s pregnant?” Gillian Thompson asked, stunned. “Mr. Norman, you don’t mind playing the role of stepfather just to marry her?”
Gillian Thompson never thought the outcome would be like this.
Stepfather, huh? How could Jeremy Norman like someone so much without any self-respect?
Gillian Thompson was losing her mind.
“True love!” Hearing this, Jake Leaford couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
Michael Gallagher’s mouth was filled with a cold sneer, and his eyes were as deep as an abyss.
Jake Leaford continued, “He’s been staying at the Thompson family these days, so it’s no wonder he was the first to get closer.”
The security in the Thompson family was extremely strict; ordinary people couldn’t get in. Jeremy Norman chose to stay in the Thompson family which was right; however, no one expected that his target was Ivy Thompson, the fourth daughter of the Thompson family.
“Do you know who the father of her baby is?” Seeing that Jeremy Norman was unaffected, Gillian Thompson threw another bomb.
Jeremy Norman’s eyebrows raised slightly, and he couldn’t find out who the father of Molly Walker’s baby was.
Did Gillian Thompson know?
Jeremy Norman’s beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, “Whose child is it?” Jake Leaford and Michael Gallagher were also waiting for Gillian Thompson to give the answer.
Especially Michael Gallagher.
Molly Walker had said the child was not his, so whose child was it?
He wanted to know who had the guts to cuckold him with her.
Facing Jeremy Norman’s curious gaze, Gillian Thompson felt extremely pathetic.
He had never looked at her directly before. If it weren’t for this matter involving Molly Walker, she was sure that Jeremy Norman wouldn’t have cared to speak so much with her.
Just as she was about to speak, she caught a glimpse of Michael Gallagher’s cold eyes.
Why was Michael Gallagher here?
Averting her gaze, she said softly, “It’s Harry Lambert’s.”
She absolutely couldn’t let Michael Gallagher know that the child in Molly Walker’s belly was his, or Isabelle Richardson would strangle her.
Though she wasn’t afraid of Isabelle Richardson, she didn’t want to become enemies with such a woman either.
Hearing the words “Harry Lambert,” Jeremy Norman’s expression remained unchanged, and he laughed lightly, “No matter who the child’s father is, he will call me Father in the future.
Jeremy Norman’s confidence cast a layer of frost on Michael Gallagher’s face.
Such a magnanimous man made him feel ashamed.
He laughed mockingly and slowly stepped forward to face Jeremy Norman, staring at him with his deep eyes, “You really don’t mind if she marries you with someone else’s child?”
Seeing Michael Gallagher, Jeremy Norman was not surprised.
Looking at Michael Gallagher’s deep black pupils, Jeremy Norman’s mouth slightly curved, “As long as it’s not your child, it’s fine.”
“As long as it’s not your child, I don’t mind.”
He laughed lightly, like a cunning fox.
As long as it wasn’t Michael Gallagher’s child, there was no threat.
Molly Walker only liked Michael Gallagher. If the child was Michael Gallagher’s, he might end up with nothing after all.
But as long as the child wasn’t Michael Gallagher’s, he was confident that he could make Molly Walker slowly accept him.
That phrase, “As long as it’s not your child, it’s fine,” completely ignited the rage in Michael Gallagher’s heart.
Molly Walker had been married to him for three years, yet she was carrying someone else’s child, which was the greatest insult to him.
As long as it wasn’t his child… ha.
The child was never his to begin with.
Michael Gallagher’s phoenix eyes turned icy cold: “I didn’t expect the Norman family to be so generous.”
“After all, isn’t Mr. Gallagher also accepting Isabelle Richardson’s child because he likes her? We’re both doing this for the ones we love. Mr. Gallagher should understand my feelings, right?” Jeremy Norman wasn’t angry, and he said with a smile. Then, without waiting for a response, he turned and left. “I’ll go to be with Ivy now. You guys go ahead.”
He stood there, motionless until Jeremy Norman and Gillian Thompson had
left.
Jake Leaford patted his shoulder, sighed softly, and said: “They say the
Thompson family quite likes this guy.”
“He’s more troublesome than Harry Lambert! ”
Seeing Michael Gallagher suppressing his emotions with his eyes downcast, Jake Leaford couldn’t bear to continue looking.
His friend was suffering too much.
After leaving, Gillian Thompson went straight to find Isabelle Richardson.
“Why did Molly Walker come? Didn’t you say she wouldn’t come?” As soon as she saw Isabelle, Gillian began questioning her.
Isabelle’s face turned pale, and she stammered: “I don’t know. In fact, today it may seem like I’m the lady of the house, but there are many things I can’t control. I never thought she would have the nerve to show up on the day of my son’s family reunion.”
Seeing Isabelle like this, Gillian Thompson was furious.
She thought back to Jeremy Norman’s words just now, which made her even angrier: “I don’t care. I feel sick just seeing her. You have to find a way to get her out of here.’
Today, Molly Walker came with the Thompson family.
Isabelle was originally very happy to be specially picked up by them, but now she felt abandoned by the Thompson family.
Her brothers surrounded Molly Walker as they came in, and everyone thought Molly was the most favored person in the Thompson family.
Hearing that they had to force Molly Walker out, Isabelle Richardson froze on the spot.
If it were possible, she would have done it already, but she couldn’t make such a decision here.
“Gabriel, I know you’re angry, but it’s impossible to just kick her out. Why don’t we think of another way?
“Another way?” Gillian Thompson sneered, recalling that her current situation was partly due to Isabelle’s “contribution”. She sarcastically said, “What else can you do? Have you given up your wicked ways after going to the police station once?”
“Isabelle Richardson, you’re supposed to be in prison right now. I was the one who got you out. You haven’t forgotten that, have you?”
Isabelle’s face turned pale as she tightly bit her lower lip and whispered, “I know, I won’t forget. But forcing her out…”
In fact, it wasn’t impossible to drive Molly Walker away. She could do it, but she couldn’t bear the consequences.
Lana Lewis liked Molly Walker very much. Although Isabelle was Bailey Gallagher’s mother, Lana might not stand on her side now.
Furthermore, if she were to drive Molly Walker away, Michael might hate her even more.
And today, with so many people present, including the Thompson family, she didn’t want to do something that would hurt both herself and others.
Gillian, she must be crazy, right?
Molly Walker’s appearance wasn’t enough to make her panic like this.
Facing Gillian like this, Isabelle felt helpless: “Gabriel, calm down. I don’t have a reason to do this…”
“Did I have a reason when I harmed Joshua Thompson back then?” The pleasure in Gillian’s eyes was like a sharp knife, ruthlessly cutting through Isabelle’s usual pretense.
“Isabelle Richardson, when you pulled me into your scheme, was there any reason?”
Isabelle stood there, her face turning frightfully pale.
She suddenly realized that there was no conclusive evidence to the incident where they harmed Joshua Thompson.
In this world, Gillian Thompson alone knew what she had done.
As long as Gillian was willing, she could use this to blackmail her.
Not far away, Amanda Leaford gracefully walked over. She stopped a maid and asked, “Is Gillian Thompson over here?”
The maid nodded: “She’s chatting with Miss Richardson in that room.”
“Thank you.” Amanda Leaford walked toward the room the maid had pointed to.
There was only one spot for further study, and even though it wasn’t fair to the adopted daughter, some things needed to be said in advance to avoid causing family discord.
She came to the door, was just about to knock, when she saw a crack in the door that allowed light to shine through.
The door was not closed.
She smiled, grabbed the doorknob, and was about to push the door open when the voices inside reached her ears..
