Chapter 4

It turned out that for all these years, James had been claiming my sister's experimental data as his own to get promoted to full professor.

My sister had kept quiet for the sake of her husband's career. Years later, when she finally had the chance to become a full professor herself, it turned out her work had become the bully's achievement.

That day, I brooded alone for a long time. Had my sister and James' childlessness all these years really been just my sister's problem?

I secretly doubted, and tricked James into participating in our company's free comprehensive physical examination.

Finally, I got the test report: sperm survival rate 0.03%. How could he possibly father a child?

It had been him all along who couldn't have children, yet James had pinned all the blame on my sister for all these years.

I clenched my fists, slowly formulating a plan.

I smiled and took Mrs. Thompson's hand, looking at her with a hint of apology: "My sister's inability to give the Thompson family a 'biological grandson' all these years is indeed her fault. I'll go buy some brown sugar water for sister Lily right away. Don't worry, as soon as my sister wakes up, I'll make sure she signs this divorce agreement immediately."

Mrs. Thompson was surprised but nodded confidently, her wrinkled finger poking me lightly: "Little Olivia is so sensible, unlike that jinx of a sister. When our Thompson family has a grandson, you'll have contributed too."

I suddenly grabbed her hand emotionally, tears welling up: "Oh, Auntie, you're such a good person! All these years you've never held a grudge, and you're even giving me credit. When Lily gives James a 'biological son', can I come see him? After all, Lily has given the Thompson family quite a 'surprise'!"

Seeing Mrs. Thompson hesitate, I continued: "It's not that I want to cause trouble. It's just that my parents feel guilty too. They think my sister has let the Thompson family down. They want to take this opportunity to properly apologize to the Thompson family and bring a big gift."

Hearing the words "big gift," Mrs. Thompson's eyes widened. She fingered her prayer beads and squinted.

Then she nodded, grunting: "Fine then. Your Wells family is finally showing some sense. Having my son as an ex-son-in-law, a big professor, brings glory to your family name too."

I chuckled softly, wondering if James would be able to handle seeing his "biological son" later.

I turned and went to buy brown sugar water for Lily, bringing it to her after it was ready: "Sister Lily, I'm sorry you're not feeling well and had to come all this way. My sister's fate is in heaven's hands now, you don't need to wish for her early death."

Lily shook her head repeatedly in denial: "Olivia, I only hope for Amelia's speedy recovery."

"Well, thank you then. The brown sugar water is getting cold, drink up." I was too lazy to argue with her, scooping up some brown sugar water and looking at her expectantly.

"Sister Lily, I truly know I was wrong. There's nothing wrong with the brown sugar water, I just bought it. You'll feel better after drinking it." Seeing her reluctance, I let a few tears drop, looking up at her pitifully.

James inexplicably felt a twinge of softness and coaxed Lily: "Lily, drink some brown sugar water. It'll make you feel better."

After a few seconds of standoff, Lily finally took a small sip. Then, she clutched her belly and screamed.

Seeing this, Mrs. Thompson immediately threw her prayer beads at my face. James scooped Lily up in one motion, and the three of them hurried away.

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