“Give me an explanation.”
Hugo’s expression darkened. He hesitated, helped Dorothy to her feet, then rose and straightened his pants.
He cast a brief glance at the images on the phone. “Just because of this, you forgot your dignity and barged in?”
Seeing the man’s cold attitude, Kiara grew angry again.
“Hugo, the child remembered in that house was yours, too!”
For Dorothy’s sake, have you forgotten you’re human?!”
Hugo’s expression instantly hardened.
He had originally refrained from arguing since she had just been discharged after a week in the hospital, but her words were becoming harder to tolerate.
Hugo stared at her like she was insane.
“Kiara, that child has been gone for years. I’ve endured your act long enough. Now that I finally have another child, what’s wrong with buying a house for my future baby?”
“Kiara, I didn’t plan to tell you before because I knew you would hold on to it. Since you’ve found out, stay quiet and accept it. Causing trouble in front of me will only make me dislike you more and change nothing.”
His cold expression made Kiara feel as if he were a stranger.
Hugo had become someone she no longer knew and hated.