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It seemed that there was still a barrier between her and Baron Stuart’s mother, preventing them from getting along perfectly.

It felt like ‘mother-in-law’ figures from wealthy families like hers were impossible to approach.

“What were you two doing upstairs just now?” Vivian Ferguson frowned, glaring at her son with dissatisfaction.

Baron Stuart slightly pursed his lips, his handsome eyebrows wrinkling.

“Did Mother come here at this time just to find out what I was doing upstairs?” He said casually, walking over and sitting down on the sofa opposite her.

“Aren’t you supposed to be at work at this time?” It was just past 4 PM, and he had come home to be alone with Emily Walker in their room. Vivian Ferguson could easily guess what they were doing without even trying!

The more Vivian thought about it, the angrier she got. She grabbed a magazine from the tea table and went over to smack her son fiercely!

While hitting him, she yelled, “Can’t you control yourself? Huh! Do you want me to never have a grandson? How did the doctor tell you to behave after the last miscarriage, and you couldn’t even hold out for a month, you brat!”

Seeing their mother’s actions, not only was Emily staring wide-eyed, but even Baron Stuart was quite surprised.

For the first time in 28 years, his mother was beating him, without any concern for her image!

“Mother!” Baron Stuart exclaimed, his face changing as he glared at his mother, discontented. “How can you hit someone like that!?”

At his yelling, Vivian Ferguson paused for a moment, but quickly recovered and lifted the magazine once again, slapping him fiercely, “You ask why I hit you? What did the doctor tell you after Emily’s last miscarriage, huh? What were you doing upstairs just now, huh!?”

“Stop it!” This was the first time Baron Stuart had seen his mother so emotionally agitated, and he couldn’t help but jump off the sofa to dodge his mother’s ‘attack’!

“What did I do upstairs just now?” He looked at her and felt this beating was somewhat unjust.

Seeing him dodge, Vivian Ferguson grew even angrier, “What did you do and you have the nerve to ask me? Why aren’t you still at work at this time? What are you doing coming back home? And why were you both in the room!?”

Listening to this, Emily was utterly perplexed, but she did catch one detail in Vivian’s words – the doctor’s advice after her last miscarriage.

What did the doctor say after her last miscarriage?

“Isn’t it strange for me to be in the room of my own house?” Baron Stuart looked at his mother and, for the first time, found that his always solemn mother had such an unreasonable side as well.

“You can be wherever you want, but don’t drag Emily into it!” Vivian Ferguson dropped the magazine from her hand, turned her face to the completely stunned Emily, walked over and pulled her to sit down on the sofa.

“Emily, in the next few days, I’ll have Bella stay with you at night. During this period of time, you must take good care of your body and absolutely not let him touch you again, alright?” Vivian Ferguson smiled at her, knowing that if her son wanted to force his way, Emily’s wishes would be useless.

Her son was just like his father back then: when it doesn’t work, use force. She knew this better than anyone.