Melanie was so scared.
At this time, the person my parents arranged had already found Melanie's hometown. If nothing else, my biological son would be brought back in two days.
I didn't care about my husband anymore. Melanie, if you wanted him, and then he was yours.
Charles took my nail sponge file and said with a smile, "Don't blame me. It's all for our family."
Melanie's ringtone sounded. She said, "Oh, right. I asked Matthew to buy gifts for you and Logan. I'll get them."
After a while, she came back with a bunch of pink roses and stuffed them into my arms, saying, "I hope Vanessa will always be as beautiful as these roses."
After speaking, she took one from the middle to play with Logan. I was shocked. I quickly threw down the bouquet and ran over to pick Logan up.
Charles shouted, "What are you doing? Melanie is here to take care of our Logan."
Wow, Charles was out of control.
Looking at Melanie's crying and Charles's suppressed displeasure, I didn't want to explain that Logan was allergic to pollen.
After I gave Logan to Mary, I went back to the bedroom to take a shower and asked Mary to throw away the flowers.