"Madison, I don't want anything. I just want Chris and Chloe to be well."
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The light in the emergency room was still on. My heart hurt so much like a knife stabbing me.
Madison looked at me with eyes full of pity.
"Stop saying such things for now. The safety of your children is the most important thing. When they are out of danger, I will definitely teach Caesario a lesson ...."
Before Caesario’s sister could finish her words, I handed my phone to her with trembling hand.
I showed a post Emma had posted on her social media half an hour ago.
She posted a photo of a color ultrasound examination report, which clearly showed her six weeks pregnancy and she wrote the caption: [You are the child we have been waiting for. We will always love you.]
Madison suddenly paused her words and after a moment, she spoke again in a hesitant voice.
"I'll call Caesario right now, don't worry, you're the only daughter-in-law our family has chosen ...."
I dialed Caesario's phone number right now. As soon as I pressed the hands-free button, his impatient voice came out from the receiver.