Madam, Your Ex-Husband Is On Call
Chapter 147

Chapter 147 Hurt Each Other

The nurse pointed in the direction of Jaxon and Anastasia.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

But when the child in Jaxon's arms saw Beatrice, he immediately turned his head and hugged Jaxon's neck tightly and did not let go.

As Beatrice saw her son, she couldn't care about anything else. She immediately ran over.

As soon as Beatrice got closer, she saw Anastasia and Jaxon, and her expression changed instantly.

"Ms. Graves, did you abduct my son?"

Anastasia chuckled speechlessly. "Is it your son written on your son's face?"

Anastasia felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

Just now, she liked this non-speaking child so much. It turned out to be Beatrice's son.

Fate was just like a joke with Anastasia.

Even if Beatrice was bad, she went smoothly. Even the child was very cute.

But it was an extravagant hope for her to keep her own child.

How unfair!

Hearing Anastasia's rude words, Beatrice's eyes instantly became sharp, and she glared at Anastasia.

Then Beatrice smiled and looked at Jaxon, whose face changed slightly.

A hypocritical smile instantly returned to Beatrice's face.

"Give me the child."

Beatrice was mistaken and, for an instant, felt that this person was so familiar.

Jaxon's aura and behavior were not ordinary people, so she naturally dared not offend.

Jake didn't want to let Jaxon go, but Beatrice forcefully tore his hand off.

The kid's eyes were filled with tears, but he couldn't cry. He just twitched, which made people feel distressed.

Beatrice finally lost her patience and looked back at the servant.

"Quickly roll over and hug Mr. Jake down!"

The servant hurried over in a panic.

Jake didn't reject the servant so much and obediently got down from Jaxon's body.

Beatrice touched Jake's head in satisfaction.

Then her complexion changed, and she looked at Anastasia with a condescending attitude. Her tone was unceremonious,

"Ms. Graves, I know you are jealous that I have a son. We have evened out the previous things, so you don't need to target me anymore, right? No one can deny that Jake is the child of the Patterson family. No matter what you do, it will be useless."

Beatrice was referring to the last time Anastasia messed up with the paternity test at Charlie's banquet.

Anastasia lowered her eyes slightly and laughed mockingly,

"Ms. Cohen, since you gave birth to the child of the Patterson family, why can't you still get in? Or, the Patterson family doesn't even want to recognize their own child, let alone you!"

Anastasia's words were like pouring salt on Beatrice's wounds!

Beatrice's face turned pale, and she gritted her teeth angrily.

Jaxon glanced at Beatrice indifferently and then looked at Anastasia. "Let's go?"

Anastasia raised her eyebrows and looked at Beatrice, feeling softhearted. She glanced at Charlie, who was standing there alone and cowering.

"Charlie is not your biological son, but you don't have to treat him like this, right? Did you know that child abuse is a crime?"

"I teach my own child. Do I need you to talk too much? Do you think you are the Virgin?" Beatrice was furious. Why did Anastasia meddle in business? Anastasia pursed her lips, and her eyes filled with coldness.

"I'm just reminding you that Charlie is also a three-year-old child."

Charlie and Jake were about the same age, but at a glance, one could tell that the two children were treated differently.

Jake was raised in vain and tender, and everything was the best.

Charlie's treatment plummeted.

Anastasia finished speaking, turned around, and was about to leave, but out of the corner of her eyes, she saw a familiar person.

That female student, who was with Terence, was Romy?

Why was she here?