Irene followed Violette's gaze and smiled proudly. "As you can see, I'm having my pregnancy checked.”
Then she picked up the papers that had fallen on the floor when Violette bumped into her.
"Look, these are my pregnancy ultrasound results. I'm three months pregnant." She pointed to the ultrasound image of Violette and stroked her stomach. "This is my baby with... Hans. Isn't it beautiful? Hans always wanted a cute little daughter. He hopes this baby is a little girl."
Violette's eyes were fixed on the ultrasound image in her hand. It was painful to see that, while she had just lost her baby.
Irene was very shameless. She was carrying the child of the Lombardi siblings. Violette looked at her with disgust.
Irene watched her, as if waiting for a devastated reaction on Violette's face.
But Violette was indifferent, refusing to give her the satisfaction of seeing her pain.
"Oh."
"Oh?" Irene followed Violette's words in disbelief. "You should be sensible and divorce Hans!"
"Why don't you ask Hans to divorce me?" Violette shook her head in derision. "If it's Hans's child, he will definitely take responsibility for you," she continued indifferently, then walked past Irene.