At her daughter''s question, Sophia felt a wave of indignation. "It was your father and Wendy."


    “What?” Joanna was furious, ring at her sleeping father.


    Sophia saw Nathan on the sofa and pulled her daughter into a bedroom, seating her before whispering urgently, "Joanna, Wendy somehow got evidence of me and Mr. Wilson together. Your father saw it and hit me. Then I tried to taunt Wendy, but she recognized me as your father''s mistress. She followed us here, found out we''ve been together all along, and realized your father cheated during their marriage. She hit me again."


    "My whole body aches now."


    Joanna was speechless.


    What a mess.


    "Mom, what is really going on between you and that Mr. Wilson?" Joanna asked, exasperated. She knew the affair was real, but she hadn''t cared about it before.


    Sophia began to sob quietly. Wiping her tears, she said, “Joanna, I can''t rely solely on your father. He''s a spineless coward. Without Wendy, he''s nothing. Mr. Wilson and I were ssmates. He loved me, but he couldn''t marry me. My family background was poor; your grandparents were farmers. Marrying me wouldn''t help him at all."


    "Later, he got married and had children, but we stayed in touch. Do you think I could have given your brother such a good life with just the money your father gave me?"


    "Your father is so stingy. Every time I asked for money, he was so tight-fisted. Most of the money came from Mr. Wilson."


    Joanna stared at her mother in shock. She hadn''t cared before, but now it felt different. She had been in a room with Mr. Wilson. Although she hadn''t let that old man touch her, in his mind, their rtionship had be twisted.


    Joanna felt a wave of nausea, clutching her chest.


    She asked in a low voice, "Whose son is Wayne?"


    Sophia tensed at the question, her eyes darting away. She patted Joanna''s hand.


    "What are you thinking? Of course Wayne is your father''s son."


    Joanna breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he wasn''t Mr. Wilson''s son.


    A n began to form in Joanna''s mind, a way to make Natalie suffer.


    First, she''d see if Maxwell could get rid of Natalie.


    She had been abandoned by Sebastian, so why was she still living so well?


    Joanna said softly, "Mom, I''m pregnant."


    "Ah..." Sophia, already distressed,


    was stunned by this bombshell. But


    she recovered quickly and


    whispered, "Is the baby Sebastian Isn''t that great? He''ll have to marry you be Sebastian''s mother-inw,


    think of the prestige!"


    Joanna''s eyes filled with anger. "It''s not his. He won''t even touch me. He''s impotent. I think he was injured


    in the car ident. No more


    how I


    seduce him, he doesn''t respond."


    Sophia was speechless.


    She was stunned. "You two are so close, but you never went all the way?"


    This... this didn''t make sense.


    How could a virile man like Sebastian restrain himself?


    Sophia was exasperated. “Joanna, every time I saw you two together, he was so attentive and concerned about you. How did you never take that final step?"


    "Let''s not talk about that. What''s the point now?" Joanna was frustrated. "I want Sebastian to be my child''s


    father, but I feel it''s too risk


    Sebastian''s attitude towards me has coofed. Natalie exposed a lot of


    things about me, and now he


    doesn''t trust me anymore."


    Sophia asked in shock, "Then who is the father?"


    "Robert, my co-star from the TV series."