"Are you very angry? I imagine, when Arabella Vanderbilt really shows up, if you have to watch helplessly as the child in her womb leaves her body, what kind of expression would you and your daughter have?"
However, Mary Douglas just looked at her coldly and finally let out a faint, cold laugh.
Selvia Todd frowned again at her calm demeanor.
"You and your daughter, your ability to act calm is truly impressive."
Mary Douglas still looked at her indifferently.
"I just don't want to argue too much with a madwoman."
She slightly curled her lips, her eyes showing a faint smile, tinged with a hint of pity.
"Living life is about being as happy as possible. If you think her being pregnant will make you happier, you're welcome to think so."
Selvia Todd's smile gradually faded.
Her searching gaze fell on Mary Douglas's face, unable to discern whether Arabella Vanderbilt was truly pregnant or not.
If she were pregnant, how could her mother hear these words and remain so calm?
