Vera would always rush to the bathroom after her prenatal check-ups; her bladder couldn't hold it. As soon as Patrick wiped her belly, she bolted like she wasn't even pregnant. Patrick and Molly were used to it.

The doctor reminded, "Mr. Olteran, pregnant women are delicate. Activities can affect the baby's development. It's better to keep an eye on Mrs. Olteran's activities.."

Patrick, half-joking, replied, "She's actually more restrained now because she's pregnant. Otherwise, she'd be bouncing around." The doctor was left speechless.

Vera headed to the bathroom with Molly right behind her.

"Vera, if you entered a 100-meter sprint while pregnant, I'd lose for sure," Molly joked.

Washing her hands, Vera replied, "If you held your pee before a sprint, you'd definitely win."

They laughed and linked arms to replace Patrick.

Suddenly, a pregnant woman named Lisa Taylor bumped into Molly, causing both her and Vera to stumble.

Randall saw it from a distance and rushed over.

Luckily, Vera and Molly were near a railing. Vera hit it hard with her rib, gasping in pain.

Randall helped them up. "Are you okay?" he asked, worried.

Molly quickly checked on Vera.

Vera, wincing, said, "I'm fine; I just hit my rib."

Lisa, teary-eyed, rushed over to apologize. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to."

Molly snapped, "Are you blind? Slow down in crowded places! What's the rush?"

Lisa, crying, kept apologizing. "I'm really sorry."

Vera, frowning, said, "You're pregnant. Be more careful."

An old woman, Laura Taylor, came over and scolded Lisa, "All you do is cry. Even if you cry your eyes out, you have to abort the baby today. How did my son end up with you?" Randall saw the crowd growing and formed a protective circle around Vera.

A doctor in a white coat arrived and stopped the old woman. "Laura, Lisa's uterine wall is too thin. This pregnancy is a miracle. Another abortion could mean she'll never be a mother again." "Mind your own business. Just do your job and stay out of my family's affairs," Laurasnapped.

The doctor, fed up, pointed at the crying Lisa. "Laura, she's had four abortions for your family. Every time it's a girl, you make her abort. Look at her-can she take it anymore? Sons and daughters are the same." Frank Taylor showed up. "Since when do doctors at your hospital meddle so much? I can't afford to raise a daughter. If she gives birth, will you raise her for me?"

The doctor was livid. "How can you be so shameless? You're the father."

The commotion drew a crowd, but no one intervened.

Two colleagues whispered to the doctor, "Let it go. Let's just do our job and not meddle in their family affairs."

The doctor, disappointed, told Lisa, "You're 28. You've had four abortions. If you abort this one, you might never be a mother."

Lisa, crying, pleaded with Frank and Laura, "Please, let's keep this baby."

Laura, short and feisty, poked Lisa's forehead. "Frank marrying you was a misfortune. You've had four girls, and now this fifth one is also a girl. If you dare give birth, our family will abandon you."

Finally, a man in the crowd spoke up. "I'm begging my wife to give me a daughter, and your family doesn't want one."

Frank sneered and pointed at Lisa. "You want a daughter? Take her. She can give you as many as you want."

The man's wife snapped back. "Hey, watch your mouth. Show some respect to your own wife."

Vera, watching Lisa cry, couldn't take it anymore.

She pushed Randall's arm away and confronted Frank. "You want a son? If you're so capable, why don't you give birth yourself? You shameless jerk. If you have a child like you, you and your son would only tarnish the world with your presence!"

Frank, stunned, stepped forward to hit Vera.

Randall immediately stepped in front of her, towering over Frank. "Get lost!"

Frank backed off, intimidated.

Laura, hearing Frank being scolded, couldn't take it. "We only want her to give birth to a son, but over the years, she still can't. Our family is fine; it's her family's genes that are the problem. My son hasn't divorced her yet out of kindness." Molly, unable to hold back, retorted, "If your family's genes are so great, why don't you give birth to a son for your son? Why even bother marrying a wife? What a loss! You should give birth to a bunch of sons to inherit your family's despicable and shameless character!"

"You!" Laura was furious.

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