"I don’t know either." Chaya Davis shook her head innocently, then looked at Erie Wilson with a bewildered expression, "Erie, what are you talking about? My child died at birth, this matter is a scar in my heart, we’re good sisters, how can you be so heartless to uncover my wound like this?"
"Chaya Davis, wasn’t it you who said you couldn’t forget my brother? Wasn’t it you who said you couldn’t be by my brother’s side, so you wanted your child to be by my brother’s side, aren’t you happy now?" Erie Wilson never cares about the occasion, she shouted it all out without even thinking.
"You forgot you cried and begged , otherwise, why would I help you switch the children?"
Clarissa Taylor frowned deeply, not expecting Chaya Davis to still have feelings for Mason Wilson and even get involved in such a disgusting matter.
For so many years, where has her brother treated Chaya Davis badly, yet Chaya Davis did sothing like this!
Truly shaless!
Disgusting!
"Erie, what nonsense are you talking?" Chaya Davis’ eyes reddened as she stared at Erie in shock, "I used to like Mason, but that was when I was young, how could I do such a thing now?"
"Jerry, don’t believe Erie’s nonsense." Chaya Davis pitifully held onto Jerry Taylor, "For so many years, how have I treated you, can’t you feel it?"
"Erie, shut up!" Old Mrs. Wilson angrily reprimanded, "Benjamin, take her away!"
"Dad, I won’t leave, I won’t leave!" Erie Wilson struggled desperately, "If you don’t believe , go do a paternity test! See whether what I said is true or not!"
"Ophelia is fully a child of the Wilson Clan! That’s a fact no one can change!" Old Mrs. Wilson said in a low voice, "Erie, if you keep talking nonsense, you don’t need to co back to this house!"
"Dad..." As soon as Old Mrs. Wilson said this, Erie Wilson was dumbfounded, forgetting to even struggle, and stared at her father with tears streaming down her cheeks, "Dad, you don’t want anymore? For that illegitimate child, you’re abandoning your own daughter?"
"Who are you calling an illegitimate child?" Old Mrs. Wilson was truly enraged, "Erie Wilson, you’ve been spoiled by and your mother! Get out, this house doesn’t welco you!"
Erie Wilson had never been wronged like this since she was little, she turned around and plunged into Benjamin Walton’s arms, crying bitterly.
"Dad." In the living room, where only Erie Wilson’s crying was heard, Mason Wilson slowly spoke, "Whether Ophelia is my child or not needs a paternity test, so everyone can be at ease."
"What’s the point of doing it?" Seeing Erie Wilson crying like this, Old Mrs. Wilson was already heartbroken, and when Mason Wilson spoke, he really struck a nerve, unleashing all his anger on him, "Ophelia is your child!"
Mason Wilson wasn’t afraid at all, instead he faced his father’s angry eyes and firmly asked, "Dad, are you so sure Ophelia is the Wilson Clan’s child because she’s about to marry Jas Reed and beco a part of the Seymour Family?"
Old Mrs. Wilson, hit right on his sore spot, was angered into questioning harshly, "What are you saying? What do you an?"
"Dad, I just want to say that Erie Wilson is not the child of Clarissa and , our real child is actually Sophie Wilson." As he spoke, Mason Wilson took out two paternity tests directly from his briefcase and slapped them down on the coffee table.
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