In the hospital.

Abbott looked at Renee with a grim face, anger etched on his features, "Have you been plotting with her on how to deal with me this whole time?"

Renee retorted, "We were not plotting against you."

They simply didn't want him to come to Xingtunan Pavilion.

Seeing Renee's indifferent expression, Abbott picked up the soup from the side table. Glancing at her still in bed, he raised her bed head, propped a pillow behind her, making her more comfortable.

Renee resisted, not wanting him to touch her, to which Abbott cautioned, "Be still, be careful with the baby."

"Let go of me."

After he'd settled her comfortably,...