Anna Jadwin gently caressed his face, "Of course it's yours, I've told you many times, the child is yours, yours, yours! Wayne Bailey, both Ivy and I are yours!"
He should be satisfied, right? The daughter he had always wanted suddenly dropped from the sky into his lap.
Wayne Bailey's face was tense, stiff, expressionless for a long time.
Anna Jadwin tugged at his face, "Wayne Bailey? Didn't you always want a daughter, aren't you happy?"
Moreover, it was the child he had always thought was "Maxwell Cameron's," which turned out to be his, from hell to heaven, wasn't it?
Wayne Bailey, however, suddenly turned viciously on the servant, "Get out!"
The servant who had accompanied Anna Jadwin just now fled in fear...
Wayne Bailey then exploded at Wade, "Get out!"
Anna Jadwin's heart sank; what on earth was he going mad about? He didn't seem happy, and he was so aggressive?
