"Whose child is this?"

Hearing this, Rita wished she could slap him. What kind of question was this?

"A dog's!"

"Rita!"

"Do you like to harbour doubts? Then just assume the child is not yours and cut off all ties with her forever. Is that okay?"

There was disgust in Rita's tone. Even though this brother had always been protecting her, she was still very annoyed now.

Abbott's heart was boiling with anger.

Before Rita could hang up, he angrily threw his phone.

When Baird came out, he saw Rita fuming and standing there. He stepped forward and pulled her into his arms, "What did he say?"

"How could my...