After all, there was no way I could get pregnant right after I took the medicine.
I had prayed to the gods and sought medical advice for seven years, but I still hadn't got pregnant.
Brenda showed a worried face, saying, "No, Mrs. Alwyn... It's that Mr. Alwyn brought a child back."
The smile on my face froze.
Before I saw the child Armand brought back, I comforted myself, thinking that maybe Armand just brought an orphan back.
But when I saw their similar eyebrows and eyes, my mind just went blank for a moment.
My mother-in-law, Cheryl Alwyn, had been ill for a long time. But now, she held that little boy in her arms with a happy face, saying with a smile, "Finally! I finally have a grandson!"
Armand keenly sensed me being absent-minded and comforted me, "Don't worry. I won't marry the boy's birth mother."
Upon hearing this, the little boy, Doran Alwyn, pouted and cried, "I want my mom!"
Cheryl hurriedly coaxed him, "Don't cry, my dear!"
After soothing Doran, Cheryl looked at me angrily and said, "Mildred, how can you be so narrow-minded? How can you let this little child be separated from his birth mother?"