Deirdre gripped the railing tightly, her body filled with pain. She felt as if she were about to collapse. She had been making a fuss over nothing. From the moment she gave birth to the moment she opened her eyes, she hadn't known how big or heavy the child was, or even its gender. And now, in an instant, the baby had become Emily's child!

"Call Emily its mother'? That's my child! My child. Without my permission, you can't do that!"

Frances looked at Deirdre, who was sobbing uncontrollably, with a sarcastic expression. "Ms. McKinnon, it seems you still don't understand the situation. You were merely a means to give birth to the child. Did you think you would have any authority after that?

"Mr. Brighthall has already forgotten about you. The child also likes Ms. Collins very much. The first time the child saw her, the child grabbed her collar and didn't let go. They're even planning to take the child on their honeymoon in a few days. No one will care about you, even if you die in the