Chapter 45

Beatrice pretended to be understanding and advised Martha, “Aunt Martha, don’t be mad. Blair probably said that on impulse.”

“It wasn’t!”

Blair looked coldly at them. “I’m a man of my word. In this life, my wife and the missus of the Fowlers will only be Mable!”

Beatrice was stunned and clenched her fists fiercely.

‘On what grounds?!

‘How am I inferior to that b*tch? Why does Blair like her so much?’

Blair’s eyes were dark and hollow. “Also, Mabes is my wife. Even if you don’t like her, please respect her. Do not let me hear you insult her again!”

Even though he was wearing a hospital gown and was pale and weak, he still gave off a sense of oppression.

Martha was infuriated. “In any case, as long as I’m around, Mable won’t have a place in our family. Your dad won’t acknowledge her either!”

After saying that, Martha turned around and walked out.

As soon as she was out of the ward, she saw Mable standing against the wall, enjoying the show.

Martha had truly underest