"Pfft..." Skye Brown laughed disrespectfully as soon as she heard it.
"Mrs. Johnson, I’m not your Wellington family’s daughter-in-law. The elders don’t approve of . How can the child in my belly be said to be part of the Wellington family?"
"This...this matter can still be discussed. As long as you can give birth to Ian Moore’s son..." Mrs. Johnson was anxious, afraid that Skye Brown would just run away like that.
"Mrs. Johnson, I think you’ve got it wrong."
Unexpectedly, before she finished speaking, Skye Brown calmly interrupted her.
"What I just said is, since Dylan Wellington didn’t use any contraceptive asures, there might already be a little seed in my belly. Whether that seed will eventually sprout and grow is still unknown...
In other words, she just has the possibility of being pregnant but cannot guarantee she’s 100% hit the mark.
"You... so you an, you’re not pregnant at all? Then why did you just say..."
"What did I just say?" Skye Brown raised her eyebrows, lightly curled her lips, revealing beautiful dimples.
"You..." Mrs. Johnson had almost spoken, only then rembering carefully what Skye Brown had just said.
It seems Skye Brown...did indeed not definitely say she was pregnant.
She did say that Dylan Wellington didn’t use contraceptive asures, and there might be a child in her belly, asking whether to abort it.
Thinking of this, Mrs. Johnson imdiately lost interest.
She wasn’t even pregnant, so what’s she flaunting in front of her.
Her son is normal now, able to sleep with a woman. If Skye doesn’t give him a child, there are plenty of won who can.
Even that Williams family girl, who has fertility issues, may no longer be a match for their Ian Moore now.
With this in mind, Mrs. Johnson wanted to drive Skye away and quickly find a few family ladies with a clean background to introduce to her son.
Seeing Mrs. Johnson’s face shift from eager to indifferent, Skye imdiately guessed what was going on in her head.
The woman smiled, raised the corners of her lips, and flipped back her soft, fluffy hair: "Mrs. Johnson, you might be misunderstanding sothing. Although I don’t know if I am pregnant with Dylan Wellington’s child now, I am sure of one thing, other won will definitely not be pregnant."
"You... what do you an by that?" Mrs. Johnson frowned, looking at Skye Brown with a vigilant gaze.
Seeing Mandy Jenkins so tense, Skye’s expression beca even more relaxed.
"It’s literal aning... we don’t beat around the bush. Whatever is going on with Dylan Wellington, the Wellington family knows, and I, Skye Brown, know just as well. Do you think hypnotizing him, making him forget the past, can completely separate us?"
"Unfortunately, there are people in this world whose love for soone else is engraved in their bones, etched in their soul. Even if the mory is gone, the body and heart will still only recognize the other person..."
Just like Dylan Wellington.
Even if he lost his mory, even if they t again as if strangers.
But the two would still uncontrollably be drawn to each other.
"You... how do you know about Ian Moore’s mory..." Mrs. Johnson started to speak but then suddenly realized and nodded.
"Oh, I rembered, the Young Lady of the Lucas family is your good friend. She must have told you."
Skye Brown nodded without expressing any opinion.
"Yes, Lily told . She also told that if I wish to fight for Molly Lewis’ custody, the Reddington family’s influence can be at my service anyti."
"You—you’re using the Reddington family’s influence to threaten our Wellington family?!"
Mrs. Johnson squinted her eyes, a sharp look flashing underneath.
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