"Impossible!" Adam Sinclair and Benjamin Sinclair were like two sharp objects clashing, equally strong. He said to the doctor nearby, "You go first, I'll bring her over right away!"
The doctor instinctively glanced at Benjamin Sinclair, whose face was flushed with anger, and nodded, "Oh, okay, alright."
As the doctor left, Benjamin Sinclair was trembling with rage, his square face stern, muscles clenched tight, "Adam, are you trying to infuriate me to death!"
"What do you know, yet you want me to marry her. Can you be sure the child in her belly is mine? You just heard a couple of things from others and want me to marry, aren't you afraid that the child born won't be your grandson." Adam's peach blossom eyes were indifferent, and he was incredibly calm when meeting Benjamin Sinclair's gaze. Benjamin Sinclair was momentarily stunned, furrowing his brow as if pondering his words.
