Ynda didn''t believe in karma. She was born with a frail body, had two kidney transnts, and had two lives on her hands, yet she''d never had a single nightmare.


    “Eden, I suggest you let me go right now. You''re just a lowly bastard. Without the Walker family''s support, what are you? How dare youy a hand on me? You''re not worthy."


    Eden''s eyes were bloodshot, looking like he could devour her whole, but his hand on her throat slowly loosened.


    Ynda was right. As long as Bet was alive, he would only ever be the illegitimate son. He couldn''t afford to lose the Walker family''s support.


    Released from his grip, Ynda coughed violently, even squatting down on the floor.


    Eden loomed over her and grabbed her by the hair.


    “If you want separate rooms, then let''s stay separate. It''s fine by me. I''m sick of sleeping with a dead fish anyway. Every time I''m with you, I have to picture another woman''s face just to get hard."


    "Eden! You... you dare to look down on me!" Ynda''s body trembled with rage.


    She was once the princess cherished by Oscar Rogers. She had been the center of attention by Bet''s side. And now, she was being scorned by a bastard who couldn''t even be shown in public.


    Ynda sneered coldly, “If you don''t touch me, does that mean you don''t want a child either? Without a child, the Walker family could sever ties with a lowly bastard like you at any moment. And Frank has never given you the time of day. If you don''t produce a grandson for the Thompson family, you''ll have no standing there at all."


    Eden red at her, his face grim.


    Ynda coughed for a while before finally recovering and getting to her feet. She reached out and patted Eden''s chest disdainfully.


    "I''ll let you know when I''m ovting. Remember, Eden, to me, you''re nothing more than a stud dog."


    She finished speaking and was about to leave when Eden grabbed her again.


    "Ynda, you''ve been tracking your ovtion for months, and I''ve been forcing myself to go along with it, but your stomach is still as t as ever. You haven''t even gotten pregnant. Maybe I should just go to a sperm bank and you can do IVF. It would be faster and a waste of less of my time."


    But Ynda impatiently shook off his hand. "The doctor already said my body is perfectly healthy. If I can''t get pregnant, maybe the problem is you. You steep ar


    so


    much, you''ve probably wornyourself out."


    "More than one woman has gotten pregnant with my child. They were just low-ss and not worthy of bearing my children. I paid them off to get abortions. So, if we don''t have a child, it''s your problem."


    Eden''s gaze fell on Ynda, filled with disgust.


    "You''ve had two major surgeries. Half the parts in your body aren''t even yours. It''s no surprise you can''t get pregnant If you can''t do it, then find a surrogate. If you mess up my ns, I won''t let you off the hook."


    "You!" Ynda trembled with fury.


    Because of her frail health, she had been looked down on her entire life. If she weren''t an only child, even her own parents might have given up on her.


    Though people didn''t dare say anything to her face because she was Ms. Walker, they always looked at her strangely, as if she were some kind of freak.


    Back then, she and Oscar were so in love, but the Rogers family broke them up because they disapproved of her poor health. The Thompson family probably felt the same, and now, even Eden was disgusted by her.