Sweet Twins

Chapter 504 Take The Bottle Away

"Joseph, take it and throw it away." It was the first time that Hardy had seen a dead body, so it terrified him. His face crumpled at the sight of it.

"Oh, my dear father, you're not fearless after all. Look how pitiful this child is. He died before he was even born, and was disliked by his own father. Alas, pitiful." Pretending to be sympathetic, Joseph sighed.

Seeing Derrick's frightened face, he felt extremely happy, and he felt a sense of pride deep within him. Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

Hardy reached for the bottle and said, "Let's go, Joseph. Let your father have a rest. You've let off enough steam."

To stop him from reaching the bottle, Joseph held Hardy's hand. "Uncle, stay out of this. This child has nothing to do with you. Don't worry. I will put him here, so when my father misses my little brother, he will be the first thing my dad will see once he looks up."

"Joseph, you... Hey, don't pull me." But Joseph still dragged Hardy towards the door.

"Joseph, take this dead child away. Take it away!" shouted Derrick.

With an evil smile, Joseph ignored his father and continued dragging Hardy out of Derrick's room.

"Help! Help!" Terrified, Derrick shut his eyes closed. He didn't dare to throw a glance at the fetus again. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, as he tried to erase the image of it on his memory.

However, Joseph deliberately placed the bottle where Derrick could easily see it when he opened his eyes. He trembled in fear as he shouted for help.

His scream was so loud that even the nurses outside heard him.

"What happened? Why is Mr. Fu screaming so horrible?"

When they were about to enter the room, Joseph stopped them. "You can't go in without my order. My father is suffering from madness. If you go in and your life will be in danger, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Hearing this, none of the nurses dared to go in.

Since Derrick's son didn't allow them to go in, they had an excuse not to enter the room.

Therefore, no matter how loud Derrick shouted, no nurse came to see him.

Even when his voice turned hoarse, nobody came.

Satisfaction flashed through Joseph's eyes.

Not long after Hardy and Joseph left, David came in.

At this time, Derrick was sitting on the bed with his eyes closed. It could be seen on his face that he was uncomfortable.

As soon as David saw the bottle on the bedside table, his face wrinkled. How cruel Joseph was to put it here?

In an instant, David also felt uncomfortable. Remembering Anna's miserable look, his heart sank.

In a soft voice, David asked, "Mr. Fu, are you okay?"

With his eyes still closed, Derrick pointed at the bottle on the bedside table and replied, "Take it away. Take it away as soon as possible."

A sad smile appeared on David's face. "Mr. Fu, this is your child, my grandson. As a grandfather, I'm not afraid. What are you afraid of?"

Slowly, Derrick opened his eyes and looked at David.

Looking at David's calm smile, Derrick gradually calmed down.

"Did Joseph really do it?"

Before he answered, David pulled out a chair first and sat down in front of Derrick's bed. "Yes, who else can it be except Joseph? Joseph hates Anna and you so much now. Mr. Fu, I have no idea about what happened between you and Anna. If I had known it earlier, I would never let Anna take this path. But it's too late to say anything now. But in the end, this child is still your flesh and blood. Don't you feel any pity for this baby?"

These words were like knives that pierced his heart. Even if he let Anna tell everyone that it was Joseph's child, in the end, he was still the father.

The child was indeed his flesh and blood. It was impossible for Derrick to have no feelings for the baby.

It saddened him when he saw how Joseph was so cruel to him

If the baby was alive, then he could've comforted Derrick.

Unfortunately… The baby was dead.

With this thought, Derrick couldn't help but curse, "Damn it! Joseph is a bastard! He is so cruel!"

"It's not Joseph's fault. It's obvious that Charles set us up and we are his prey." Obviously, all the hatred that David felt was directed to Charles.

For a moment, Derrick fell silent, and then nodded. "Yes."

"Will you just let Charles play with you like this? You are not the kind of person who is so forgiving, are you?" There was a hint of grievance and desolation in Hardy's voice.

What he was feeling could be understood. Because even if Anna deserved it, she was still David's daughter.

Besides, David had worked hard to bring Anna up. So no matter how willful and rude she was, in David's heart, she was still like a treasure.

How could David just stand by and watch Anna suffer so much?

Everything was caused by Derrick, yet he was blaming the wrong person.

All that mattered to him was that Anna could live in glory and wealth as long as she married Joseph.

But all of it was ruined by Charles, so his anger was directed at him.

"What do you think?" Even if David didn't say these words, Derrick knew what Charles had done to him. However, he was still injured so he couldn't move freely yet.

"It's too difficult for us to deal with Charles, but it's easier to deal with the people around him. He only cares about Nancy and his children. We could…" Then David leaned closer to whisper in Derrick's ear.

After thinking for a while, Derrick gradually smiled. "That's a good idea. But this has to wait until I get well and it will take me some time to recover. You must keep it a secret. Don't let Charles find out about our plans."

"Mr. Fu, don't worry. I know what to do." With a sneer, David stood up.

"Okay," Derrick replied.

"Then I'll leave now." When David was about to leave, Derrick shouted, "Mr. Wang, take the bottle away. I'm afraid of that." He really couldn't bear to look at the dead child.

David turned around and smiled. "Just leave it here for the time being. I don't want Joseph to know that I have been here."

Feeling helpless, Derrick let out a heavy sigh. "Okay...okay." Then David finally left the room.

The more Derrick looked at the dead baby in the bottle, the more frightened he was. So he decided to stab it with a stick.

Just like what happened when he stabbed the camera, the bottle fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

A nurse came in after hearing a glass got broken.

"Ah! What's this?" When the nurse saw the fetus swimming in his own blood, she covered her nose and ran out.

Looking at the cold dead baby, Derrick sneered. "Little guy, I must make Charles pay the price."