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Lottie was too embarrassed to say it, but York was much better at it than she was.

Seeing Lottie stammering and refusing to say anything, he spoke up in her place: “It’s not Elijah and them, it’s the one in her belly.”

Arthur froze, half-heartedly responding.

“You’re pregnant?”

Lottie nodded with a red face.

Arthur blushed, his eyes darting over York and Edward’s faces while nervously asking Lottie, “Who is the baby’s father, and how do you … have to wait for the Ralph thing to pass even if you want to find it again.”

“Although I’m not interested in Ralph, but that boy kinda knows how to do things, every time he knows how to pay respect to me, he …”

Arthur said incoherent, Lottie but understood.

Speechlessly rolled his eyes: “The child is Ralph’s.”

“The child is Ralph’s? Then the last name Chapman … ah?” Arthur originally a face of anger, want to find the surname Chapman to settle accounts, reacted a moment before remembering who Ralph is, immediately shut his mouth.

Lottie looked speechless: “Who else but him? Do you think I’m the kind of guy who’s going to screw around too?”

Arthur closed his mouth, of course, he does not believe, but the Internet has a nose to the ground, the matter is so big, and no one came out to clarify, he …

That what, preconceived.

“I’m sorry, son, it was my mistake.”

Arthur meekly apologized to Lottie.

Lottie was angry and didn’t say anything.

Arthur said with concern, “I can’t have this child.”

Lottie frowned: “Why not?” “What do you think?

“You think so, Ralph is dead now, it’s hard enough for you to raise three children for him, another bastard, how can you live your life afterwards?”

Lottie: “…”

On the other end, Ralph, who was listening to Lottie’s movements through his earrings: “…”

Just speechless, he previously filial respect those things, all for nothing.

The two of his old fathers, dare to say, did not want Lottie to be with him at all.

It’s not that you don’t want to let, probably too much dissatisfaction accumulated for him, so explicitly and secretly want to take Lottie back to enjoy, the best to recruit a son-in-law into the family, to serve Lottie for life.

Although he can understand his father-in-law’s feelings of doting on his daughter, Ralph’s heart is still sour.

He was still sour, Lottie’s side already expressionlessly spoke: “Dad, in my life, I only have one man, Ralph.”

“Only now, but not necessarily later.” Arthur said, “Son, you are still young, there are still infinite possibilities.”

Lottie: “There’s only one of him in the future.”

“You …”

“Dad, you’ve come back from abroad, you’ve had a hard time with the wind and dust. I’ll have someone take you to wash up and rest.”

A few words were enough for Arthur to understand her emotions.

Arthur sighed and said to Lottie, “You silly child, he’s dead, why are you still so dead-hearted.”

“He’s not dead.”

Arthur: “…”

There’s no point in fooling yourself.

Lottie did not want to talk to him more, glanced at York, York immediately understood.

“Uncle Bell, come on, I’ll take you to rest. Give me the luggage.”

He glanced at Richeal and held out his hand toward her.

Richeal swept him up and handed him his luggage in silence.

York smiled immediately, too silly to be true.

Richeal averted her eyes, afraid of being infected by his silliness.

“Come on, Uncle Bell.”

“You, ugh!”

Arthur sighed and was taken away by York.

Edward on the other side could hardly open his eyes because he was too sleepy.

Richeal, however, didn’t leave.

Lottie knew she had something to say, so she sent Edward to rest, and waited until only she and Richeal were left in the study before she spoke, “Sis Richeal.”

“Uncle Bell didn’t mean it like that.”

“I know, he was heartbroken.”

But Lottie still couldn’t forgive him for saying “Ralph is dead” out of the corner of his mouth.

So she didn’t want to treat Arthur badly herself, so she arranged for him to leave first.

Richeal nodded, and then talked to her about business.

“Ian sued you.”

Lottie snorted, “What did he sue me for?”

“That you cheated on him within the marriage and killed Ralph with your lover in order to take his property.”

Lottie froze.

Half a minute before saying, “Who did he say the lover was?”

Richeal didn’t say anything for half a day.

Lottie looked at Richeal in confusion.

Richeal just cleared his throat and said, “York.”

“Pfft–”

Lottie almost didn’t spit out a mouthful of water.

“York? He’s my brother!”

“No blood relation.”

“Then he’s my brother, too!”

Richeal had little expression: “We know that, but outsiders don’t.”

An elementary school classmate with little blood relation suddenly became Lottie’s brother, people didn’t think the two were innocent at all, instead they thought York was Lottie’s lover.

Because Ian himself broke the news, plus Lottie’s ferocious behavior at the memorial service, everyone finds this claim very credible.

Now the Internet is a crusade against Lottie’s voice, and there are even emotional netizens directly to the police.

The police will not be able to investigate Lottie for no reason.

Of course, the police will not arrest people for no reason, and about Ralph fell off the cliff has long been investigated clearly.

But the netizens continue to make such a fuss, there is no guarantee that the police will not come to the door.

Ian is determined to ruin Lottie’s reputation this time, so he is very willing to go out of his way.

Lottie only felt ridiculous.

The five slaps did not wake up the other side, but also made the other side become more paranoid.

Lottie snickered and said, “Then let him sue–”

Lottie was just about to say that she was going to sue back when she heard Richeal say, “That won’t work, so why don’t York and I go public with our relationship and block it for you first.”

Lottie: “?”

Although I want you and York to get married, but there is no need to come out to block for this kind of thing.

Lottie said, “Have you discussed this with York?”

“No need to discuss it, he might be happy to protect you.”

“Of course he’s happy to have an open relationship with you, but not for that reason.”

Richeal was silent and didn’t say anything.

Lottie said, “Do you want to be with him? For real?”

Richeal hesitated, but shook her head.

“Don’t want to?”

“I don’t know.”

Lottie just looked at Richeal and hesitated to say anything.

Richeal then said what she really meant: “I don’t know if I should trust him, I’m tired, maybe we should just keep our distance, but …”

She still wanted to give the two a chance.

Try to be together, in case after being together she feels that they are not suitable, they can still separate again.

Lottie just looked at Richeal and nodded halfway.

“I get it.”

“You guys can probably try to get together, but … I don’t want it to be for me.”

“Lottie …”

“Besides, even if you make your relationship public, even if you announce that you’re getting married the next day, that internet crowd will think we’re weak-minded. Or maybe, York hid from you and me to mess around.”

“With public opinion, even if you and York were to go public, it would just be one more victim and give people one more reason to attack me.”

Richeal was silent, admitting that Lottie was right.NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.