Chapter summary of Chapter 70 – Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart by Quirinus Amalia
In Chapter 70, a key chapter of the acclaimed Internet novel Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart by Quirinus Amalia, readers are drawn deeper into a story filled with emotion, conflict, and transformation. This chapter brings crucial developments and plot twists that make it essential reading. Whether you’re new to the book or a loyal fan, this section delivers unforgettable moments that define the essence of Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart.
"Hope you find some time to take a look!" Moira hoped that she would come.
"OK! However, there had been a lot of drama recently, it's hard to me." Libby grumbles.
"Okay, focus on the shoot! We can talk about it after shooting."
"Okay, then I'll go and put on my makeup."
"OK, bye!"
After hanging up, Moira went into the bathroom to wash up.
Then she called Lorelei, who started rehearsing at ten in the morning and asked her to come over.
After breakfast, Moira drove to Lorelei's home and rehearsed until the afternoon. Because Moira had to rehearse in the evening, she had to call Sage and let him go to pick up her son.
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Moira's piano rehearsal finished perfectly. She has many years of experience performing on the stage. Lorelei praised her endlessly, and she promised to ask Moira to accompany if she writes a new song.
Until nine o'clock at night, she just got home, and she was wondering if her son was home.
Then she had just parked the car downstairs, when she saw a red Ferrari sports car open the car door.
It was Molly.
Molly glared at Moira.
Moira's expression immediately became cold. She calmly stared at her and asked, 'what's the matter?
"Moira, honestly speaking, before I got engaged, did you look for Morgan?" Molly clenched her fists in anger.
Moira bit her lip and said. "Don't tell me you don't know if he loves you or not?"
Molly suddenly roared, "Moira, What did you say to Morgan? Do you want him to come back to you?"
When Moira heard this, she gave a cold laugh. "Molly, you're such a bitch."
Molly was immediately startled for a few seconds, but she couldn't believe it. "Hey, Moira, you're currently raising your son by yourself, Morgan is rich and handsome, and it's even your old love, don't tell me you don't want to get back together with him?"
When Moira heard the vicious words, she was angry that her entire body trembled. "You can curse at me, but I won't allow you to curse at my son."
"So what?" Molly was also infuriated. "Not only am I going to curse him, I'm also going to tell everyone that you're a bitch."
Moira immediately panted for a few seconds, but still replied, "I have. I met him when I bought the piano, but I definitely didn't ask him to cancel the wedding! I even wished him well. Molly, he canceled the wedding because he didn't love you. It's none of my business."
Molly bit her lip and said. "I don't believe you .I slept with him five years ago, and you still hold a grudge to me."
"Yes, I hated you five years ago, but now, I don't even want to hate you." After Moira finished speaking, she bit her lips and said, "I don't want to see you again."
After saying this, Moira took off her high-heeled shoes. Her leg had been kicked badly by Moira just now that it hurt her leg, and she believed that her leg had become swollen and red. Just like that, she endured the pain as she walked in the direction of the elevator.
When Moira got in the elevator, she could see from the smooth mirror that her face was red and ugly like a ghost. She prayed that Sage had not brought her son back yet, because if her son saw her like this, he would be scared.
Moira walked in front of the door and pressed her finger on it. The door opened, and when Moira walked in, she was startled by the dazzling light in the room. Before she could even react, a clear, childish voice sounded, "Mommy ..."
Moira had already entered. She was shocked, and then she heard a panicked cry, "Mommy ... What's the matter with you?"
Moira thought her son was the only one here, but who would have thought that a tall and handsome figure would lazily stroll over from the living room sofa beside her.
Her bedraggled appearance had been admired by this man without any precautions.
"Mommy, what happened to your face? So much grass on your hair!" The little guy was extremely anxious.

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