Somehow, she still felt more comfortable with the rebellious and overbearing Emma Smith she knew before, whereas the virtuous and well-mannered person in front of her didn't feel quite right...
This strange state of mind didn't improve until they went to have the ultrasound. Although Avery Clark didn't have high expectations for the child, after all, it was her own grandchild. She couldn't take her eyes off the little one on the screen, who had already grown a nose and eyes and started causing trouble even in its mother's womb.
"How many months along are you?" Avery Clark was almost completely ignorant about the arrival of this child, not even knowing when it was conceived.
"Aren't you supposed to be the grandmother? You don't even know how old the child is!" Robert Thomson continued to annoy her.
"Thirty-two weeks." The answer still came from Emma Smith.
