Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities novel (Jennifer and Ivan)
Chapter 1446

Chapter 1446: Ah, My Stomach!

Rowan was speechless, feeling extremely ashamed, "I'm sorry..."

"What's the use of sorry?!" Albert was furious, he reached out and grabbed Rowan's shoulder, shaking him violently, "As a result, you lost her! Can a simple sorry bring her back? That's a life we're talking about!"

Rowan's face was pale, his eyes also stinging badly. He let Albert shake him, he didn't argue, he didn't resist.

Because he also wished he could kill himself, he couldn't forgive his own actions.

"Albert!"

Seeing this scene, Rowan was like a body whose soul had been drained. The kind-heartedViolet wiped her tears and caught hold of her husband's arm, unable to bear seeing it, "You let go! Claire won't come back if you do this. Rowan... he didn't mean it..."

"What do you mean he didn't mean it?" The middle-aged man stopped his actions and turned to look at his wife, angrily asking, "I'm asking you, does Rowan bear responsibility for Claire's disappearance? As an adult, did he handle his own emotional problems well?"

"..." Violet didn't know how to respond. She could understand his feelings, but this kind of pulling and shaking really had no meaning.

It was clear that Dr. Watson was in a particularly bad state, his mood must also be very bad.

Violet tightly held onto Albert's arm, looking at him with a pained and determined gaze, hoping he could calm down a bit.

"Dad." At this time, Finnley also came over, his face full of sorrow as he spoke, "Dr. Watson is already very remorseful. At this point, let's all calm down and not amplify the harm." "Amplify the harm??"

The more his son spoke like this, the less Albert could accept it!

He was completely enraged! He felt that Rowan had cast a spell on him! He felt that his son was beginning to lose his sense of right and wrong!

"Rowan! You return Claire to me!" Albert's face changed drastically, he was not joking at all, "Otherwise, I won't let you walk out of this door alive today!"

The overwhelming rage was thrown at Rowan! Rowan's heart was tearing apart...

"Dad!"

"Albert!!"

When his wife and son, one on the left and one on the right, held his arm, two forces of determination pulled at his reason, coupled with Rowan's sincere admission of guilt, he finally let go. "Rowan, I should never have agreed to you two being together!" Albert roared at him, completely furious, "You get out! We don't want to see you anymore!"

Rowan could understand everyone's feelings. His vision was also blurred, his eyes half-drooping, he didn't dare to look into Uncle Mo's eyes. He knew that the other party must want to tear him to pieces.

And he indeed deserved to die.

He sorrowfully placed the pink suitcase in front of them, raising his eyes in pain and saying, "Uncle, aunt, this is Claire's luggage."

Violet looked at the pink suitcase, her heart filled with sorrow. She turned around and covered her face as tears fell, softly sobbing, she didn't even have the courage to pick up the suitcase. Albert was trembling all over, he stared wide-eyed, both angry and sorrowful!

Mya Saunders also had tears in her eyes, tears rolling down. She held her belly with both hands, and due to the extreme sadness, her uterus contracted, her belly tightened, this feeling brought her back to reality, but also made her feel afraid.

"Ah, my stomach..." Mya Saunders finally let out a soft cry, she cared a lot about this child, so she was scared.

Finnley turned his eyes, "Darling, what's wrong with you?" He held her immediately, full of anxiety.

Albert and Violet also looked at her, seeing her holding her stomach and looking uncomfortable, they were also scared -

"Mya!!"

"What's wrong with you?!"

Standing at the door, Rowan saw this and focused, he stepped forward in a few strides, "Help her lie down, quickly!" His professional ethics as a doctor returned. He instantly put away all his sorrow. Albert and Violet quickly stepped aside to give way, they watched nervously and helplessly as Finnley and Rowan helped Mya Saunders towards the couch...