CHAPTER 1: CHAPTER 1: BAD MOMMY, WE ALL HATE YOU

Audenburg, Children’s Hospital.

"Doctor, did you make a mistake with the test results? Are you sure my son is type A blood?"

"Mrs. Gallagher, your son is indeed type A blood; there is no mistake."

Looking at her son’s test results, Josephine Thompson was in shock.

Both she and her husband Nathaniel Gallagher were type O blood, so how could they have an A type blood child?

Their son was three years old.

Despite her constant love and care, her son was not close to her at all. Usually, when she wanted to hold him, he resisted strongly, even hitting, scolding, and spitting at her.

For the first time, she wondered if the child had been switched at birth?

But that seemed impossible.

The hospital where she gave birth was the most upscale private maternity hospital in Audenburg. There were nannies and servants watching around the clock, so there was no chance of a mix-up.

"What exactly went wrong?"

...

Mooncove Bay Villa.

An hour later, Josephine returned home feeling uneasy.

As she opened the car door.

Her son’s cheerful voice came to her ears, "Daddy, I want Auntie Vivian to be my new mommy, is that okay?"

"Henny, do you really like Auntie Vivian that much?"

"Yeah, Auntie Vivian is pretty and she cares for me a lot. I want her to be my new mommy."

Josephine’s hand paused as she closed the car door, feeling as if her heart had been pierced.

In the villa’s garden.

Nathaniel Gallagher and his foster sister Vivian Shaw were sitting on the swing, one on each side, with the son obediently sitting between them, resembling a warm family of three.

"Henny is so cute."

Henry Gallagher hugged Vivian Shaw’s neck and said sweetly, "Auntie Vivian, can I call you mommy?"

Vivian Shaw’s eyes curved into a crescent moon with a shy yet expectant glance at Nathaniel.

Her mother was Nathaniel’s nanny; her father was The Gallagher Family’s driver.

Nathaniel had treated her like a real sister from a young age, not only fully funding her tuition and living expenses but also sending her to study at a prestigious academy in Brelland. He even bought her a large flat in the most expensive prime location in Audenburg.

After she graduated, she joined The Gallagher Group’s core management team.

In the beginning, Josephine didn’t mind.

After four years of marriage, she was quite satisfied with her relationship.

Nathaniel Gallagher was the heir of Audenburg’s leading financial family; he was handsome, considerate, emotionally stable, and showed no arrogance of a wealthy heir. Their married life was harmonious, and she was content.

But in the past year or two.

She had vaguely noticed that her husband had a strong protective instinct for Vivian Shaw. He couldn’t stand her suffering any grievance, wishing to give his heart to her.

This had gone far beyond the "sibling bond."

"I don’t want the old mommy; I want Auntie Vivian to be my new mommy."

"Bang." Josephine felt her heart clog up and closed the car door heavily.

Hearing the sound of the car door, the three finally realized she was back.

"Why are you home so early today?"

Josephine tried to calm her anger and walked towards the trio, "Henny, come over to mommy."

Henry’s smiling face immediately turned into one of resistance and disdain, hiding in Vivian’s embrace, "I won’t, bad mommy, I hate you."

"..." Josephine’s heart ached, and she felt a sharp pain in her nose.

During her pregnancy.

She had an unstable fetal position and severe pregnancy reactions. She endured all sorts of pain, receiving over a thousand injections to protect the pregnancy. She fought for her child’s life.

But now...

The flesh that had come from her, her own child, was joyfully wanting to recognize someone else as mommy.

Her heart was truly torn apart.

Vivian stood up weakly, cautiously saying, "Sister-in-law, please don’t misunderstand. Today is Henny’s birthday, and I specifically came for his birthday."

Josephine ignored her, focused solely on correcting her son’s attitude, "Mommy will say it again, come over here."

"Go away, you’re a bad witch, you have the smell of a dead person, phew!" Henry expressed his disdain, even spitting on her.

Josephine was stunned; her anger burst out, "Henny, who taught you to be so rude?"

"Bad mommy is so fierce, I’m scared."

Vivian quickly protected Henry behind her, "Sister-in-law, Henny is still young, he doesn’t know what he’s saying. How can you take it seriously and scare him?"

Josephine was completely angry, "Shut up, when I educate my son, it’s not your place as an outsider to interfere."

Vivian’s eyes turned red, biting her thin lower lip, looking weakly aggrieved at Nathaniel.

Her figure was very slim, not even 5’3", weighing only around 70 pounds. Her skin was very fair, her features delicate and elegant, evoking a strong protective urge.

As soon as she shed a tear.

Nathaniel immediately felt heartache, instinctively comforting her with an arm around her shoulders, "How can Vivian be considered an outsider? She’s my foster sister."

"You should apologize to Vivian, don’t make her sad."

Josephine’s breath hitched; she couldn’t suppress her anger, "She’s not an outsider, so am I an outsider then? Do I not even have the right to discipline my own child?"

Nathaniel’s brows furrowed, "Josephine, why are you acting crazy? Vivian seldom comes back; do you really want everyone to be unhappy?"

Vivian tugged at his sleeve with her small hand, pitifully saying, "Nathaniel, it’s all my fault; don’t argue with sister-in-law because of me."

Seeing Auntie Vivian tear up.

Henry rushed over, grabbing Josephine’s wrist and biting it hard, shouting fiercely, "Don’t bully Auntie Vivian, you’re a bad mommy; we don’t like you."

Looking at the blood-stained bite mark on her wrist.

Josephine’s hand hurt; her heart hurt even more, and for the first time, she hit her son.

"Pa!"

The slap landed on Henry’s small face.

"Wah... bad mommy hit me."

Henry hadn’t expected mommy to actually hit him, so he cried loudly.

Nathaniel was angry too, "Josephine, the child is still young; how could you hit him?"

The three looked at Josephine like a common enemy, as if she were the outsider destroying their family of three.

Josephine’s breath hitched; for the first time, she thought of divorce.

After four years of marriage.

She suddenly realized she knew nothing about her husband or his pre-marriage emotional history.

"The child makes mistakes, shouldn’t I discipline him?" Josephine coldly said before turning to walk into the house.

Arguing was meaningless.

Whenever she clashed with Vivian, Nathaniel would unconditionally protect Vivian, not wanting her to suffer any harm.

Perhaps, she really should reassess her marriage.

Returning to her room.

She took out the medical report and looked at it over and over.

"What’s really going on here? Should I take Henny for a paternity test?"

...

At eleven in the night.

Josephine lay in bed, feeling very frustrated.

"Click..." The door was pushed open.

Nathaniel wrapped in a towel, walked to the bedside with long strides.

Then.

His tall and strong frame sank heavily into the bed, "Still angry?"

Josephine was sulking, coldly attempting to push him away, "Don’t touch me, I have to get up early tomorrow..."

Before she finished speaking.

Nathaniel dominantly embraced her, his kissing overwhelming.

His stamina was abundant and strong, as if tireless.

Every time they argued.

He would resolve things in bed, and he was exceedingly persistent and deviant, continuing until she begged for mercy and submitted.

Tonight, he knew she was truly upset. So he was very deliberate in flattering and passionate...