Ted came in. When he saw the scene in the room, there was a touch of anger on his face. "How dare you kick up a row for a woman?"
"Kick up a row?" Joshua's face was dreadfully cold. "No matter how badly I kick up a row, can my behavior be compared with your regarding human life as a trifling matter?"
Ted looked slightly surprised. He had never seen Joshua's reaction like that. Joshua had been cold and distant to Ted before, but he had never been like that. Joshua's eyes were filled with rage and hatred, and his whole body emitted cold, bloodthirsty killing intent.
Ted, who had wanted to show his dignity as a father, also sensed something was wrong. He frowned. "What's going on?"
"Mr. King," Hazel said, holding back her anger as she looked at Ted, "whether the baby in my belly is Joshua's or not. Why did you tell your butler to give me an oxytocin injection to make me have a premature birth and even try to kill my baby and me?"
