After about ten seconds, he sighed, showing a reluctant expression on his face, yet his tone was very certain: "Both my wife and child are important, but if I really must choose one, I can only prioritize the child. As the saying goes, of all filial acts, producing an heir is the greatest, I can't be an unfilial person!"
"I believe a gentle and understanding woman like Miss Yates would surely understand my intentions, right?"
There indeed is no limit to the bizarre, only more bizarre.
Just how thick-skinned must this man be to say such shameless words with such a self-righteous tone, even glorifying such inhuman actions as filial piety.
A man like this, I guess only a blind woman could fancy him.
Anyone who marries him is bound for misfortune.
At this moment, only one thought was running through Scarlett Yates' mind.
And that was to leave immediately; she couldn't take it anymore, her whole being burning with rage, almost losing her sanity.
