Marriage Resumption (Valeria and Hackett)

At the same time, in another room.

"What's the point of staying here? Can't you see that Hackett doesn't care about you at all?" Harry was venting his displeasure.

Naomi sat in front of the dressing table and looked at her face in the mirror. She hadn't taken good care of herself during her years in the sanatorium, and her skin seemed not to be as soft and young as before. Hackett wouldn't like it.

"Harry, you can go back. Don't worry about me. I'm fine. I'll take care of myself. There is no loss."

"Naomi! I'm begging you! Go and leave this place. What's the point of staying with their family where you're not welcome? Although Valeria said that she was begging you to stay, it's obvious that it's a lie. You can see it, right? Why do you never feel ashamed? Let's go!" With that, he grabbed Naomi's hand and was about to take her away.

However, Naomi resisted. "Harry, I'm begging you. Just go out and leave me alone. I just want to stay here. So I could meet Hackett a few more times every day. And that's enough. This is what I want."

"You're incorrigible! I don't care about you anymore! Don't call me again if anything happens in the future! You never know where your family is and who cares about you!"

Harry felt desperate about her failure. He turned around angrily and left her bedroom. He slammed the door heavily as if he was venting his anger.

Naomi looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. She touched her face and said, "What a perfect acting. You must be the best actress in the world. But it's time to take good care of your skin. Hackett wouldn't like an old face."

When Valeria supported her hours ago, she saw that woman's skin up close. It was so fair and clean like a teenage girl. No wonder Hackett was captivated by her. No man wouldn't like a woman with a flawless and supple face. Anyway, her plan came to fruition. She could finally stay with Hackett. No one would chase her away anymore. The next day, Naomi sat in the dining room in the early morning, waiting for them to come for breakfast. Soon, she heard heavy footsteps. Without a doubt, it was Hackett coming.

As expected, the man's figure slowly entered Naomi's sight. She revealed a sweet smile that she had practiced over and over again. "Good morning, Hackett."

"Good morning."

Hackett was a little surprised to see her. The maid pulled out a dining chair and the man sat down.

Soon, the breakfast was served in front of the man. "Mr. James, this is what you ordered."

The dining room was very quiet. Only the sound of the man's knife and fork touching the plate could be heard.

No one spoke. Hackett had nothing to say to Naomi, and Naomi wanted to speak, but she did not know what to say.

Just as Naomi was about to speak, Alex's energetic voice suddenly came from somewhere. "Mommy, I'm so hungry. I can eat a cow!"

The man's cold and handsome face instantly warmed when he heard this cute voice. A doting smile appeared on his lips.

He put

down the knife and fork in his hand and turned around. He watched as Valeria and his son walked into the dining Sun,

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Valeria and Alex chatted and laughed as they walked over, only to see Naomi sitting there. Valeria was stunned for a moment, but she composed herself and greeted, "Good morning, Ms. Rogers" "Good morning, Valeria." Naomi was all smiles.

Valeria looked at the baby boy again. "Alex, say good morning to Ms. Rogers."

"No! I'm not!"

With a proud expression, Alex climbed onto the dining chair, picked up a piece of bread, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Valeria smiled awkwardly. Naomi also smiled and said, "It's okay, Alex is still unsatisfied with me. He'll be fine when he calms down."

The maid walked over and asked, "Ms. Sharp, what would you and Mr. Alex like for breakfast?"

"I want to eat pancakes. Bring Alex a bowl of soup and boiled eggs."

"Okay, I'll be right back."

After the maid left, Valeria put on the bib for Alex and said gently to him, "Take it slow when you drink soup later. Do you know? It'll be hot." "Yes, Mommy, but I want to eat pancakes too."

"Okay."

Alex glanced at Naomi's breakfast and pursed his lips in disdain. "It doesn't taste good."

Then, he saw Hackett's and widened his big round eyes. "Daddy, is that bacon delicious? Can I have a taste?"

Alex was drooling as he spoke. He looked adorable.

Valeria picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth. "Look at how ugly you are. You're drooling."

Hackett smiled but said nothing. He picked up a piece of bacon with his fork and brought it to his little mouth. The kid opened his mouth wide and swallowed it. "It's so delicious! I want more!"

"Alright. Here, all for you." The man pushed the plate to Valeria.

"Don't let him eat so much. He would quit lunch in the kindergarten. Then, he'll be hungry in the afternoon. Valeria frowned.

Hackett said in a deep voice, "It's fine. Tell them to prepare an extra meal for our son after lunch."

What a cheerful family!

Naomi looked so redundant sitting with them and marred their happy morning time. She even felt like she was humiliating herself.

The smile on Naomi's face gradually disappeared. She got ignored and was treated like air.

She had imagined countless times that if she married Hackett, perhaps she have a cute baby and lead a harmonious life like this.

Now, this scene finally came.

true,

that mother was not her, and the child was not hers.

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Naomi's grip on the glass of milk thened. She bit her lower lip looking indignant.

She lost control of her emotions and became more and more courageous. In the next second, the glass fell to the ground. It shattered and emitted an ear-piercing shattering sound, attracting everyone's attention. Naomi came back to her senses and immediately returned to her innocent role. "I'm sorry, I lost it just now. I'm too careless. Let me clean it up."

As she spoke, she was about to get up and pick up the glass shards on the ground.

Hackett frowned. "Don't move. Let the maids clean it up."

"It's alright, I can do this. Don't bother them." Naomi squatted down and tried to pick them up. Then, she let out a scream. Her fingers were cut, and blood flowed out.

Hearing the scream, the man stood up and walked over. He saw Naomi's bleeding finger.

"Don't move. Let them do this." He pulled Naomi up from the ground and instructed Sophie, "Go and treat Ms. Rogers's wound."

"Okay, Mr. James." Sophie stepped forward to touch Naomi's hand, but she rolled her eyes in disdain.

Sophie was so frightened that she retracted her hand. "Ms. Rogers, let's go and treat the wound. It will get infected