Don't tell me it's another one
Back in the Wanky household, Charles's expression froze, and he sagged in his wheelchair.
The words that hurt him the most continued to replay in his mind: "You have the guts to call MY wife and demand that MY son is yours!"
It was like a thunderbolt that kept piercing his consciousness over and over again. To make things worse, Adam's phone had been on loudspeaker, and all in the room had heard the entire conversation.
The only good part of it was that he did not have to re-convey the abominable words to them. He did not care for their tense reactions to both Thalia and her new husband's words. Charles was so lost in himself that it was pitiful to look at.
Ivy was the first to move. She surveyed the family members who had been so full of themselves and yet were as stupid as could be in her opinion.