Chapter 162 Do It a Few More Times
"Joyce knew this was Isabella's grandmother, and she shouldn't have a good impression of Beatrice. But her heart ached when she saw Beatrice cry.
She went over to support Beatrice's arm and said gently, ""Mrs. Taylor, I'm Joyce.""
Beatrice wiped away her tears in disappointment upon hearing this. She held Joyce's hand and choked. ""Why aren't you my daughter? When Connie played this piece, she looked just like you. You and she...""
Before Beatrice could finish, Isabella interrupted. She hugged Beatrice's shoulder, looking sad. ""Grandma, are you missing my mom? I miss her too. How about I take you to see her tomorrow?""
Seeing the tears on Isabella's face, Beatrice ultimately didn't finish her sentence. She didn't know why she saw a resemblance to Connie in Joyce. Joyce's every expression and movement were so much like Connie. Beatrice wondered whether they really were not related.
This scene was just seen by Theodore, who had just walked in. His gaze fell on Joyce, scrutinizing her.
'So it isn't just me who feels this way about Joyce. Why does Beatrice also mistake her? Is it because she misses Connie too much, or do Connie and Joyce really look alike?' Thinking of this, Theodore felt a sudden jolt in his heart.
His eyes froze, and even his breath stopped a bit. The thought was so overwhelming that his hands involuntarily clenched into fists. He looked at Joyce again, his gaze on her back.
Joyce was wearing a new-style dress today. The back of the dress was made of sheer fabric, faintly revealing Joyce's beautiful shoulder blades.
Theodore's narrow eyes stared intently at Joyce, trying to find that plum blossom birthmark on her back. But to his disappointment, Joyce's back was flawless.
Theodore's tense fists slowly relaxed, and the hope that had just ignited in his heart was extinguished.
The birthday party began, with Sebastian and Derek, as hosts, holding wine glasses and drinking with the guests.
Joyce stayed by Aurora and Beatrice's side the whole time. The two elderly ladies almost got into a fight over serving her food.
This scene made Isabella, sitting at a nearby table, grit her teeth in anger.
She analyzed, 'Why can Joyce sit in the center? Why is she so valued by Aurora as soon as she comes to the Winters Family?
Even Grandma Beatrice, who has always loved me, is now focused on Joyce. Is it truly a sense of kinship?
Even though I have been with Grandma Beatrice for over twenty years, I couldn't compare to Joyce, her biological granddaughter, is that the case?'
Thinking that Joyce would take everything from her in the future, the malice in Isabella's eyes deepened. But she quickly concealed her emotions, a faint smile on her lips. She held a wine glass and walked towards Aurora.
At the same time, several other ladies were also holding wine glasses, toasting Aurora. ""Happy birthday, and may you have great-grandchildren soon.""
""With a granddaughter-in-law already, great-grandchildren should be easy. Let Sebastian work hard and have kids in a year.""
""Mrs. Winter, you should start planning Sebastian's wedding. Otherwise, the baby will be born before the wedding.""
Aurora was so happy with everyone's blessings that she couldn't stop smiling. She patted Joyce's hand and said, ""Joyce, I have no other wish but to see you and Sebastian's child soon. Then I can die in peace. Can you fulfill this wish for me?""
Aurora's sincere and hopeful eyes pierced Joyce's heart. Joyce, who had risked everything to be with Sebastian again, still had to face this huge issue.
With herfingertips cold, Joyce looked towards Sebastian in a panic. He was holding a wine glass and talking to guests, completely unaware of what was happening here.
Just when Joyce didn't know how to respond, Isabella's voice suddenly came to her ear. ""Mrs. Winters, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. Joyce won't be able to fulfill that wish.""
Hearing this, Beatrice immediately tugged at her clothes and scolded, ""Don't talk nonsense. It's Mrs. Winters' birthday today, how can you say such unpleasant things?""
Isabella looked at her with some grievance. ""Grandma, I'm not wrong. Back then, Mrs. Winters didn't agree to me and Sebastian being together because I couldn't have children. She was thinking about the future of the Winters Family. But Joyce can't have children either. Doesn't Mrs. Winters know that?""
With one sentence, the smile on Aurora's face instantly froze. She looked at Isabella coldly. ""Isabella, out of respect for your grandmother, I can overlook what you've done in the past, but I absolutely won't allow you to slander Joyce like this. Just because Sebastian didn't choose you, you have to trash her?""
Facing Aurora's accusation, Isabella looked at Joyce with a wronged expression. ""Joyce, Sebastian loves you so much, so does Mrs. Winters. Why do you still deceive them? Your chances of conceiving are only twenty percent. You might never be able to get pregnant. Why don't you tell them? Are you so heartless to make Sebastian and Mrs. Winters sad just for your own selfish reasons?""
She spoke righteously, as if she was doing it all for the good of the Winters Family. Not a word revealed her jealousy.
Joyce was left speechless by the question. She had planned to explain this to Sebastian after he was discharged from the hospital, but she didn't expect that as soon as he was discharged, he would bring her to meet his family at Aurora's birthday party.
She was completely unprepared. Isabella's sudden revelation caught Joyce off guard. She hesitated for a moment, just about to speak, when a warm sensation came from her waist.
Sebastian's large hand was tightly gripping her waist, looking at her with an ambiguous gaze. ""Even if there's only a ten percent chance, I can still make you have kids in a year, darling. You need to have more faith in me.""
His well-defined fingers gently pinched Joyce's earlobe, and his sexy thin lips slowly moved close to Joyce's ear. Sebastian's voice was low and husky. ""Baby, if we do it a few more times every day, the kids will come naturally. Don't worry, okay?""
Although his words were only audible to the two of them, seeing Joyce's face turn red as a beet, everyone could feel the sweet atmosphere.
Aurora, hearing this news, felt a pang of heartache for Joyce, but she also understood Isabella's intentions. Isabella was deliberately trying to cause trouble.
Aurora smiled indifferently. ""Joyce is different from you. Back then, I didn't agree to you and Sebastian being together. Infertility was just an excuse. The main reason was that my grandson didn't like you. Even if you had many kids at once, we wouldn't have agreed.
As long as Sebastian likes her, even if she can't have children, we would still agree to her marrying. Moreover, Joyce has a twenty percent chance of getting pregnant. For my grandson, that's enough. If Joyce really can't conceive, then it's Sebastian's problem, and he needs to see a doctor.""
Isabella was almost driven mad with anger, queationing, 'Why are the Winters Family members so harsh on me? Yet they totally accept Joyce.'
Aurora's words made Isabella feel utterly humiliated. She bit her lip in grievance, her eyes filled with tears as she looked at Beatrice.
But to her surprise, Beatrice didn't care about her being humiliated. Instead, she held Joyce's hand with concern and comforted, ""Don't worry, I know a very skilled doctor. With your condition, a few doses of medicine will fix it.""
Isabella was so angry she almost bit her tongue. She immediately turned her gaze to Theodore, hoping he would help her, but Theodore's phone inconveniently rang at that moment.
Theodore took his phone and, ignoring Isabella, walked to the side to answer it.
The other side said,""Mr. Vale, we've found a girl with a plum blossom birthmark on her back."""
