Chapter 3My Husband Died in the Sea for His First Love

"You bitch, Gina!" As soon as Victoria saw me, she rushed towards me directly, "My son is dead, and you informed everyone but us. What's your intention?"

How could I let her hit me? I stepped back and waved my hand, and immediately someone came up to stop her.

I said, "Mom, didn't you tell me not to contact you unless I was dead?"

It seemed that Victoria had forgotten about it.

That year, she drove me out of the house and said this to me.

"You poisonous woman. My son must have been killed by you! You did such despicable things for money. You won't end well!" Victoria kept rushing towards me. She probably wanted to scratch my face.

Fortunately, the bodyguards I hired were very capable. They held her tightly and didn't give her any chance.

"Mom, don't you know how Ethan died? He was with Ms. Isabella..."

"Zach, come and call your grandparents!"

Isabella directly interrupted my words and pulled the child over.

Victoria immediately bent down and touched the child's face. "This is our grandson of the Henry family. He looks exactly like Ethan when he was a child."

Then she looked at Isabella and said, "You've been through so much these years, Isabella. You raised the child all by yourself."

Looking at this scene of recognizing relatives, I felt a little disgusted.

I kindly reminded her, "Mom, you believe everything she says? We still don't know whose child this is."

Hearing this, Isabella got angry. "Gina, are you saying that this child is not Ethan's? I'm telling you, this child was born to me and Ethan. When we broke up, I was already pregnant. I've been living with the child all these years."

Victoria also chimed in, "This child is clearly from our Henry family. You bad woman. You can't have a child yourself, and you're jealous of others having a child."

Seeing that Victoria was on her side, Isabella became more confident.

She began to cry about how hard it was for her to raise the child these years and how much discrimination a single mother had suffered.

"Oh, really?" I mercilessly exposed her, "I heard that you got married to someone else abroad and were dumped because of an affair."

"You're talking nonsense!" Isabella had tears in her eyes and turned to Victoria, "I can endure it myself, but it's really pitiful for the child not to have a father."

Victoria was also affected and started scolding me, "Gina, you're a woman who can't have children. You haven't been a mother, so you don't understand. I understand Isabella."

I said softly, "Mom, even if this child is really Ethan's, there should be evidence, right? Otherwise, if anyone brings a child and says it's your grandson, will you just recognize it?"

"I have evidence." Isabella straightened her back, "At first, Ethan didn't believe that Zach was his child either, so we did a paternity test. That paternity test is still in the drawer of his office. Mom, if you go and have a look, you'll know."

Oh.

It hasn't even been confirmed yet.

Not only me, but everyone present had a very interesting expression on their faces.

This funeral was really lively.

Everyone was here.

As soon as Victoria heard this, she quickly asked someone to go to Ethan's office to get that paternity test.

I tried to stop her again, "Mom, let's talk about this after the funeral. It won't look good if it makes a big scene with so many people here."

Victoria snorted coldly, "What's wrong, Gina? Are you afraid that after the paternity test comes out, this child will be able to compete with you for the inheritance? I'm telling you, you should be more generous. If I were in your position, I would definitely recognize Zach."

I couldn't persuade her at all.

After Isabella told the specific location of the paternity test, someone quickly went to Ethan's company.

I also took the opportunity to make a phone call.

Less than half an hour later, that person came back.