Chapter 6

After that argument with Jack, he apologized profusely on social media every day.

I set his messages to "Do Not Disturb." Not having to face that scumbag made my world instantly more peaceful.

However, I kept a close eye on what was happening with his family. Jack had taken his mom to the hospital once to inquire about abortion procedures.

The "filial son" clearly hadn't given up. If he thought he could frame my family again, he was dreaming.

Using my connections, I found out the date of Mrs. Wilson's scheduled abortion. My parents and I waited outside their building with generous gifts in hand.

We ran into them just as they were coming out. In just a few days, Mrs. Wilson's eyes had become red and swollen. She must have cried a lot, reluctant to give up the baby.

Seeing me, she lacked her usual enthusiasm, a hint of resentment flashing in her eyes.

Jack nervously and suspiciously asked, "Uncle, Auntie, why... why are you here?"

Mom smiled and said, "Your uncle and I heard about your mom's pregnancy, so we came to visit her."

"What visit? You're here to gloat, aren't you? I've already agreed to abort the baby like you wanted. What more do you want? Are you here to make sure I go through with it?" Mrs. Wilson, forgetting she was pregnant, angrily rushed up to my mom, looking ready to hit her.

"Mom! Calm down!" Jack hurriedly tried to pull his mother back, afraid she might say too much.