Chapter 82 You dare touch my great-grandson
Old Madam Duncan was shocked to see Victoria, pale and frightened, hiding behind her. The next moment,Brandon appeared from behind with a fierce look on his face. Old Madam Duncan quickly shielded Brandon.
It was only then that Victoria revealed she was pregnant. "What are you doing, Brandon!" Old Madam Duncan was so angry that she called out her grandson's name.
Brandon looked at Victoria, who was hiding behind his grandmother, with only one eye showing, full of anger. "Grandmother, don't listen to her nonsense. That child is not mine!"
Victoria retorted, "Of course you would say that if you didn't want it. No matter what I say, you will deny it. Grandmother, don't listen to him. The child is Brandon's and your great-grandchild. Are you willing to let him kill your great-grandchild?"
Old Madam Duncan was even more angry. "Brandon, if you dare touch Victoria, you'll have to get past this old woman first!"
"You..." Brandon didn't know what to say. "How can you believe an outsider like her?"
Victoria looked at Old Madam Duncan sincerely. "Grandmother, he has been keeping another woman outside. That woman is already pregnant, and he wants that child. That's why he forced me to abort the child. You can ask around to see if what I said is true."
Brandon was surprised. "How did you know she was pregnant?"
Victoria immediately pointed at him. "See, what I said is true. He admits it."
Old Madam Duncan was so angry that she grabbed a cup from the table and threw it at him. "You beast! You're married and yet you keep another woman outside. You don't want your own wife's child, but you want someone else's. If you dare touch Victoria, I'll go die with the child in her belly." Brandon dodged the cup naturally, but his face became even darker after hearing Old Madam Duncan's words. He tightly pursed his lips, making his already purplish lips look even more gloomy.
"Grandmother, you..."
"Alright, Victoria, come with me first. Oh, look at how scared this child is. How many months pregnant are you? Let me see. How come you're still so thin?"
Old Madam Duncan didn't even glance at him, pulling Victoria along with her. As Victoria passed by Brandon, she glanced fearfully at him and met his dark warning gaze. She shrank her neck and quickly averted her eyes.
Fortunately, the old lady arrived in time. Otherwise, given Brandon's viciousness towards her just now, she would have been taken away for an abortion.
Victoria hurriedly entered the house, and Old Madam Duncan naturally didn't just believe her words. She quickly called a doctor to examine her, and the doctor confirmed that Victoria was indeed pregnant. Old Madam Duncan was even more delighted and held Victoria's hand.
"Victoria, you must take good care of yourself from now on."
At this moment, she noticed the bruises on Victoria's body.
Her face changed and she turned to glare at Brandon.
"Victoria is already pregnant. You must be more careful in the future."
Victoria looked down at her neck and her face turned red.
Feeling Brandon's gaze on her, she lowered her head even further, not daring to look at him.
Brandon licked his lips. "I understand. I'll change."
The old lady suddenly laughed. "Oh, Brandon can be shy too."
"Grandmother, I'm not." He denied it in a low voice.
Unfortunately, her denial at this moment only sounded like an excuse.
"Victoria, just focus on taking care of yourself and the baby here. I'll give you my number. If he dares to bully you again, just give me a call. I'll protect you even if it costs me my life," Old Madam Duncan said. Victoria's eyes welled up with tears. "Thank you, Grandma."
She lifted her head and glanced at Brandon. "As for those women outside... Brandon, you're not young anymore. You know what you should and shouldn't do. The Duncan Family has never accepted any illegitimate children. As your daughter-in-law, I only recognize Victoria. Don't bring those shady people back here."
"It's not like that," Brandon said, feeling a headache coming on. He looked at Victoria, who was obediently standing by his side, and felt even more suffocated.
After everyone left, Victoria didn't relax. Instead, she became even more nervous when Brandon walked in. "Brandon, listen to me. The baby is really yours. If you don't believe me, wait until the baby is born and you can do a paternity test," Victoria said.
"Enough. Whatever you say now just sounds like excuses to me. If the baby has nothing to do with Dylan, why did he take you to the hospital?" Brandon asked. "I... it was just a coincidence," Victoria said, looking up at him.
"Hmph, you have a lot of coincidences with him," Brandon said coldly. "Don't think that you can fool Grandma and be safe. I want to see how long you can protect this illegitimate child."
"You..." Victoria glared at him angrily.
"Yes, he is an illegitimate child. His father is not a decent man, so he is an illegitimate child. Hmph," Brandon said, clenching his teeth. He grabbed her neck and watched her face turn pale with fear. He thought to himself that he had never seen such a shameless woman before. She would say anything to achieve her goals, even if it meant being cruel to her own child. However, when he saw the bruise on her neck, his hand trembled involuntarily. Because her skin was overly white, the bruises on top of it appeared even more prominent.
The absurd night flashed through her mind, causing her body to tense up involuntarily.
He snorted, averting his gaze.
"You have quite the eye for someone as cunning as Dylan. Take care of yourself," he said before leaving.
Victoria finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The next day, the old lady brought a lot of supplements for Victoria, constantly saying that she was too thin and needed to eat more.
Victoria accepted these things calmly and went out for breakfast early in the morning. She looked at Brandon's cold demeanor at the dining table, with a table full of dishes, many of which she liked to eat. However,she didn't dare to eat after thinking about his words from yesterday.
Who knows if she would fall for his trap after eating these things? What if there were things she shouldn't eat mixed in? She had seen enough of the plot in palace dramas where children were poisoned.
Brandon noticed her abnormal behavior.
"Why aren't you eating?" he asked.
"I, I'm not hungry. I'll go to the company first," she replied, taking two steps back and walking out directly. Brandon threw his chopsticks on the table with a clatter.
"Sir..." Elijah looked very anxious. "What's wrong with the young lady?"
Brandon sneered, "Is she afraid that I'll poison her? Does she think of me that way?"
Elijah cleared his throat,realizing that he had come across as a bit harsh earlier. Seeing the expression on his face, Brandon looked up and asked, "What do you mean?"