My Destiny Is To Become Billionaire’s Wife

“Alright, I will wait and see how the Brown family handles this issue. If my Desi suffers injustice and disadvantage, then don’t blame the Scott family for turning against the Browns,” Mrs. Emily declared arrogantly.

“Don’t worry, the Browns will not let Desi go through any distress or disadvantage,” Mrs. Hani replied confidently. Mrs. Emily felt pleased upon hearing this. Meanwhile, Desi became even more confident, knowing that Ansel’s mother always supported her.

Silently, Ansel and Erica listened to the brief conversation between the two mothers. Unconsciously, they exchanged glances, both having a premonition that something unfavorable was about to happen. Despite the unease, they both believed that with their love, they would overcome it. The tight grip of their hands was a clear testament to that faith.

As soon as Mrs. Emily had settled in her seat, Ansel boldly posed the question:

“So, what’s the whole story? Can anyone enlighten me?”

Ansel glanced at the individuals seated on the sofa, calmly waiting.

“Ansel,” Mr. Brown finally said.

“Yes, Father. What can I learn from you?” Ansel directed his attention towards his father and listened attentively.

“Ansel,” Mr. Brown’s tone was very serious, making Ansel feel worried and uneasy. “Do you know that Desi is pregnant?”

The news hit them like a bolt of lightning. Both Ansel and Erica showed their astonishment. They exchanged glances before Ansel turned back to his father and calmly asked:

“Is Desi pregnant?”

“That’s correct,” Mr. Brown replied.

“Well, what does that have to do with our family?” Ansel naively asked. “And I had no knowledge of it.”

The listeners’ reactions contrasted when Ansel responded straightforwardly with a detached demeanor. Mrs. Hani expressed dissatisfaction, while Mr. Brown and Desi’s father seemed bewildered and showed a lack of complete understanding. Desi felt disappointed and saddened, and her mother voiced disapproval. Meanwhile, Erica stood silently by Ansel’s side, maintaining a calm demeanor without displaying any reaction.

“Ansel, are you sure?”

“What did you say? What’s with that condescending attitude? Are you trying to mock us?” Mrs. Desi exclaimed indignantly, rudely interrupting Mr. Brown’s intended words to Ansel. With that disrespectful gesture, Mr. Brown’s face clearly showed his discomfort, but he chose to remain silent. Sitting beside him, Mrs. Hani tried to soothe her husband by gently patting his hand.

“I don’t know what’s wrong with Desi’s situation.” Ansel asked calmly, “And why should I be concerned about your daughter’s issues?”

Ansel’s attitude and expression appeared genuine, but in the eyes of some stubborn individuals, they turned into an attempt to deny any wrongdoing.

“Don’t act anymore.” She snapped, coercively insisting, “Just obediently admit and promise to take responsibility for Desi; that would be better.”

“Why would you say that?” Ansel frowned upon hearing the uncomfortable insinuations from the woman.

“The pregnancy in Desi’s belly is clearly yours. Why do you have to pretend not to understand like that?” Mrs. Emily scolded angrily, “Are you trying to evade responsibility by acting indifferent? Do you think just pretending innocence will solve everything? It’s not that easy. If you don’t handle this matter properly and with accountability, I will never forgive you.”

The reactions of Ansel and Erica were similar; both were surprised by Mrs. Emily’s assertive statement.

“What did you say? Can you repeat that?” Ansel asked again, stunned by the accusation.

Mrs. Emily became infuriated by Ansel’s defiant attitude to the point that she couldn’t speak anymore. She turned to Desi and commanded:

“Desi, stand up and tell everyone the truth. This wretched person cannot escape responsibility. Don’t be afraid; your parents are here to seek justice for you.”

Desi was naturally startled at her mother’s sudden call. She was still not ready to confront Ansel in a tense mental battle.

“Mom, I…” Desi hesitated slightly as she spoke.

“Right here, speak out the whole truth,” Mrs. Emily demanded sternly. “We cannot condone wrongdoing.”

Seeing Desi still hesitating and showing signs of worry, the woman narrowed her eyes, exerting immense pressure on her.

“What else are you waiting for? Speak up quickly,” Mrs. Emily urged.

Desi nervously swallowed, briefly shifting her gaze and unintentionally catching sight of Mrs. Hani looking at her. Mrs. Hani’s gaze seemed to encourage Desi.

“Desi, go ahead and speak up. If Ansel is at fault, we will definitely hold him accountable.” Mrs. Hani stood by Desi, expressing her intentions directly. This was exactly what Desi had hoped for.

Faced with the pressure from her mother and the expectations of Mrs. Hani, Desi had no choice but to fulfill her role. Nodding slightly to Mrs. Hani, Desi hesitated as she looked towards Ansel and said:

“Ansel, I’m pregnant.” Desi’s voice was gentle, but the weight in her words made some people pay attention and reflect.

“Oh, congratulations,” Ansel said calmly.

Seeing Ansel’s indifferent attitude, Desi wore a sad and disappointed expression.

“Hani, just look at how your son’s attitude is making others uncomfortable,” Mrs. Emily complained. “If it weren’t for Desi’s sake, I would never accept Ansel as my son-in-law.”

“Please be forgiving and overlook Ansel’s behavior,” Mrs. Hani intervened, trying to soothe Mrs. Emily.

“Let’s think about the future and the happiness of the two children.”

Ignoring the exchange between Mrs. Hani and Mrs. Emily, Ansel focused his gaze on Desi and continued with a nonchalant tone:

“Is that all? Is there anything else to say?” His words, though simple, carried a profound warning message that Desi believed she could understand.

“Ansel, I… You…” Desi hesitated, suddenly feeling fearful. She was truly afraid of Ansel’s potential anger directed at her. But since she had started, she had to continue until the end. So Desi gathered her courage to proceed.

“You want to say that the pregnancy is mine?” Ansel started with a stern tone, his expression incredibly serious.

“Yes, that’s correct.” Desi quickly nodded to confirm. She knew she had to make this lie seem as real as possible.

“Are you sure?” Ansel asked further.

“I am truly pregnant,” Desi reaffirmed. “Please believe me.”

“I’m asking if that pregnancy is really mine or not. Whether you are pregnant or not is unrelated to me.” Ansel rephrased his question, wanting to clarify his intent.

“Now I understand your question,” Desi replied with a tinge of sadness in her voice. “I want to assure you that the pregnancy is indeed yours, Ansel. I wouldn’t lie about something as important as this.”

Ansel looked at Desi, his expression a mix of disdain and disgust. He didn’t believe what Desi was saying.

“Is that so?” Ansel questioned Desi again, as if mocking her.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“It is yours,” Desi declared firmly. “It truly is yours.”

“Shut up!” Ansel shouted. His sudden outburst startled everyone around him. Unable to tolerate any more deception, he reacted in a way that some had anticipated.

“Ansel, calm down,” Erica murmured, wanting to say something to reassure him but unable to find a reason to intervene. Perhaps it was best to observe how things unfolded and see what happened next before making a decision.

“What is your attitude here? Do you think Desi is lying, or do you want to deny the truth?” Mrs. Emily hastily interjected.

Ignoring Mrs. Emily, Ansel stared at Desi with a piercing gaze and interrogated her:

“Desi Scott. How dare you speak so casually and accuse me like that?” Ansel shouted angrily. “You sleep with another man and then come here to hold me responsible? That’s audacious. Do you think I, Ansel, am easy to bully or toy with?”

Desi, despite her overwhelming fear, continued to portray her role with great conviction.

“Ansel, the baby is indeed yours. There is no one else but you. Please do not unjustly doubt me.”

Summoning every ounce of her courage, Desi rose from her seat and approached Ansel. Her voice carried a genuine sense of despair, while her expression depicted her as a helpless victim. All eyes in the room were fixed on her, curious about her next move in executing her devious and dishonorable plan.