Transmigrated as the Villain Boss's Precious Darling Chapter 92: Mama’s Boy

"Mom, let help you."

Brian Chapman had been a little suspicious, but Mrs. Chapman’s act made him instantly ashad. He quickly helped his mother to the inner room to lie down. Mr. Chapman also coughed a few tis, claid to be feeling unwell, and returned to his room after taking so dicine.

Goldie Thorne sneered. ’I’ve seen right through this family,’ he thought. ’They don’t treat my sister like one of their own at all. No wonder she’s aged so quickly these past few years. It’s all from exhaustion.’

’I’ll just wait and see how that cousin of hers acts when she gets here. If things are still the sa, I’ll take my sister back ho no matter what. I’m about to make big money anyway, so I can definitely support her.’

Tang Xiaonan leaned close to Phoebe Thorne’s ear and whispered, "Auntie, don’t do any work. The baby brother will be in pain."

Phoebe Thorne’s heart skipped a beat. ’My little niece has said this twice now,’ she thought. ’A child wouldn’t say sothing like that for no reason. Could it be that there’s sothing wrong with this pregnancy, and Heaven is warning through my niece’s words?’

"Xiaonan, why will the baby brother be in pain?" Phoebe Thorne asked, her expression serious.

Tang Xiaonan thought for a mont, then said, "Auntie falls down, lots of blood... Baby brother hurts..."

She intentionally spoke vaguely. Phoebe Thorne’s face paled. Goldie Thorne was startled too, thinking his little niece was just talking nonsense. He quickly chided her, "Xiaonan, don’t say such things. Your auntie is fine. How could she fall? You can’t say that again."

"Did fall... Not making it up."

Tang Xiaonan pouted, looking a little wronged.

An idea struck Adrian Hawthorne, and he asked, "Did you see it in a dream?"

"Mmm..."

Tang Xiaonan nodded. ’The future big shot sure is smart,’ she thought. ’My uncle is so dense.’

Adrian Hawthorne said gravely, "With things like this, it’s better to be safe than sorry. You should be careful, Auntie Phoebe."

Phoebe Thorne was at a loss. Of course she believed it; children’s dreams could be very telling. ’No wonder my niece has been acting so strangely today,’ she thought. ’And my stomach has been feeling a little off these past few days, with a dull ache. I didn’t go to the hospital because I didn’t want to spend the money... Maybe I really should go get it checked out.’

"Sis, I’ll go with you to the hospital this afternoon," Goldie Thorne said, also worried.

"Okay, let’s go in a bit."

Phoebe Thorne felt a little more at ease. ’Thank goodness my brother ca,’ she thought. ’Otherwise, I’d have no one to rely on.’

Brian Chapman stayed in the room with his parents for over ten minutes. Who knows what they talked about. Being filial to one’s parents is as it should be, but Brian Chapman took it too far, completely disregarding his wife. He was the most detestable kind of mama’s boy.

"I’m taking my sister to the hospital this afternoon. She’s not feeling well." Goldie Thorne inford Brian Chapman, wanting to see how he would react.

Brian Chapman frowned slightly. ’My mom was right,’ he thought. ’My wife must have called her brother over on purpose to make a statent. He started picking fights the mont he arrived, and now he wants to go spend money at the hospital. I’ve never heard my wife complain about not feeling well before.’

"Why are you suddenly not feeling well?" Brian Chapman’s tone was clearly suspicious.

A knot of frustration ford in Phoebe Thorne’s chest. She retorted angrily, "When have I ever felt well during this pregnancy? I feel sick every single day, and you know it. My brother is just worried about , that’s why he wants to go to the hospital."

Brian Chapman was left speechless again. He was still a bit scared of Phoebe Thorne. Whenever she flared up, he would back down. But then Mrs. Chapman would instigate things from behind the scenes, and he’d beco stubborn again...

This was how the Chapman family had maintained its balance all these years. It was just Phoebe Thorne who suffered.

"Then go, I guess. Thanks for the trouble, Goldie," Brian Chapman said dryly.

"It’s no trouble at all for my own sister." Goldie Thorne’s expression was a half-smile, his eyes full of mockery.