Chapter 608 Snap

In the afternoon, Meryl received a call from the Aniston Villa, saying Dylan wanted to see her.

Chandler was at Galaxy Holdings Group on business and wasn’t home when the call came in.

Meryl had no choice but to go alone.

When she arrived, Dylan was playing chess. His eyes flickered over her belly as she entered.

“Dylan, what do you need me for?”

“You’re five months pregnant, right? Why isn’t your belly showing yet?”

Meryl was wearing loose clothing, so her baby bump wasn’t very noticeable. Her naturally slender frame, with slim arms and legs, made her look nothing like a typical pregnant woman.

At first glance, it almost seemed like she wasn’t pregnant at all.

Lydia, who was only a couple of months along, looked about the same as Meryl.

Meryl gently stroked her abdomen. “Maybe I’m just too skinny.”

Dylan fixed her with a stern gaze. “Are you really that skinny, or did you get the timing wrong?”

Dylan’s eyes swept over her belly again, his tone growing colder.

“Just tell me, is this child Dalton’s?”

Meryl had been held captive by Dalton for so long. During that time, it was hard to say what might have happened between the two.

Shortly afterward, she announced her pregnancy, and now her belly was barely showing, leading to suspicions.

Meryl found the suggestion absurd. She looked at Dylan, her eyes resolute.

“Dylan, if anyone else said that, I’d brush it off. But you? How could you even think of something so outrageous? This child is Chandler’s, no doubt about it. Dalton and I are completely innocent. What are you doubting?”

Dylan furrowed his brow. “But Dalton has been telling everyone that the child is his…”

Meryl was baffled. “So you believe him? As an elder, you let Dalton run his mouth, even though you favor them. Chandler is your son too! You don’t trust me. It’s fine! But don’t you trust him?”

With that, Meryl turned and walked out, ignoring Dylan’s grim expression.

No woman would remain calm when her pregnancy was questioned like this.

She would have been tempted to point at him and call him senile.

As she left the study, she ran into Dalton.

His eyes lit up. “Meryl, when did you come to the Aniston Villa?

Meryl’s face was cold. “Why should I need to inform you, a junior, every time I come here?”

Dalton was taken aback, sensing her anger.

He glanced at the study. “What did Grandpa want with you?”

“Want to know? Go ask him yourself!”

Meryl started to walk away, and Dalton instinctively reached for her.

But Meryl reacted violently, pushing him away.

The commotion caught the attention of the second and third branches of the family.

Cameron stepped in. “What’s going on? Meryl, why do you look so upset?”

Dylan, hearing the noise, also came out of the study.

Meryl’s gaze swept over everyone’s faces, and she said coldly, “Good, everyone’s here today. I’m going to reiterate something clearly.

She placed her hand on her belly. “The child in my womb is Chandler’s, no question about it. If I hear anyone questioning…”

Meryl grabbed a vase nearby and shattered it on the ground in front of everyone.

“This is what will happen to them.”

The sharp sound of the vase breaking echoed, and the pieces scattered everywhere.

Meryl’s actions left everyone in the room stunned.

Cameron sighed, “Sure enough, pregnancy makes you cranky. She must have come here to take out her anger.”

Dalton’s face alternated between pale and red. Meryl’s final words were clearly directed at him.

She was warning him.

Meryl left without looking back.

Before she could even step out of the room, Charlotte’s voice rang out.

“But she’s just a new bride, yet she has the nerve to throw her weight around in the Aniston Villa. With Dylan still around, that’s absolutely outrageous! Isn’t she just showing her contempt for him?”

Lydia chimed in, adding fuel to the fire, “Yes, it’s my fault for not teaching her proper manners. I apologize on Meryl’s behalf for offending everyone.”

The two of them played off each other, while the others remained silent, enjoying the spectacle.

Meryl turned around and scanned everyone’s faces.

Chandler had been cast out by the family for years. These people, who acted like his kin, were as ruthless as they came.

Chandler’s situation in the Aniston family wasn’t much better than Meryl’s had been in the Stone family.

At the thought, Meryl’s heart ached for him.

She pulled out her phone and sent him a message.

[Honey, once our baby is born, we’ll be a family of three. I and the baby will love you so much!]

Chandler had just finished a meeting.

Seeing the message, he couldn’t help but smile.

In the midst of his busy work, receiving such a heartfelt message from his wife? Every man would feel happy.

At that moment, Walter approached and whispered, “Mrs. Aniston was called to the Aniston Villa by Sir Aniston today.”

Chandler’s brow furrowed. “What happened?”

“I just called to ask, and the servants said Mrs. Aniston smashed a vase in the Aniston Villa and warned them not to question her child’s parentage.”

Chandler’s face darkened. “I knew Dad has his suspicions… Could it be…”

He immediately ordered Walter to drive him to the Aniston Villa.

When he arrived, it was dinnertime, and everyone was seated at the table.

Chandler’s icy demeanor sent shivers down the spine of the servants upon his arrival.

“Mr. Aniston is back? I’ll get you a place at the dining table right away…” one of them offered hastily.

“No need!” Chandler snapped, his eyes coldly scanning the room until they finally settled on Dylan.

“I heard you called her to the Aniston Villa today?”

Charlotte, sitting beside Dylan, furrowed her brows disapprovingly. “Chandler, how dare you speak to your dad like that? He’s an elder, and he’s lived a long life…”

Chandler scoffed, “Elder, huh? If you have something to say, say it to me directly. Bullying my wife when I’m not around, what kind of man does that make you?”

Morton jumped in, trying to deflect the tension. “Who’s bullying your wife? Dad just had something to discuss with her. Or did she rush back to you and spill the beans in bed?”

Chandler’s eyes narrowed. “Who do you think you are to speak to me like that? Have you even taken the time to discipline your own son?”

“Letting Dalton run wild with his lies, is the Aniston family not embarrassed by his ridiculous rumors?”

Chandler leaned back into the sofa, his finger pointing sharply towards Dalton. “Bring out the family code of conduct for him!”