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My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 815
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Chapter 815

Mindy laughed. “I heard the nurse saying that Mr. Jensen's child has a high fever, so I came to visit.”

She barged in on her own. When she saw how adorable Asel was, she praised, “How cute! Her eyes are just like Mr.

Jensen's. She looks quite energetic too!”

Without saying anything, Johanna lowered her head and glanced at the medical report that Mindy was holding.

Noticing Johanna looking at her medical report, Mindy smirked. “My period is irregular, so I came to the hospital to

check on it.

Don't misunderstand anything, Ms. Joule. Why don't I show you my medical report?”

Johanna was not the least bothered by her disgusting words. She asked flatly, “Is there anything else?”

“No.” Mindy glanced at the packed bags on the bed. “Are you leaving, Ms. Joule? I drove over. Do you want me to

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send you back?”

"There's no need for that.”

Mindy did not continue insisting. Drawing circles in the air, she played with Asel. “Mr. Jensen's eyes are very pretty.

If this child's a boy, he'll be even better-looking than Mr. Faulkner when he grows up.”

When she finished her sentence, she sighed discreetly, as if it was a pity.

Johanna placed her bag on the bed again. Laying Asel on the bed, Johanna put headphones over her ears and

kissed her. “Sweetie, wait for me for a minute.”

When Mindy saw Johanna placing her child on the bed again, she was a bit puzzled.

In the next second, Johanna spun around and strode toward Mindy. Gripping her hair, she slapped Mindy's cheek

forcefully. Then, she swung her hand in the opposite direction, landing a slap on Mindy's other cheek.

A few seconds later, Mindy could feel her cheeks burn.

She could not help but resist. However, Johanna was extremely strong. She slapped Mindy a few more times before

kicking her onto the couch.

“Do you think you're all high and mighty just because you slept with a man?” Johanna rolled up her sleeves and

glared at Mindy, who was looking extremely pathetic. “You're dumber than a pig. I've already divorced Timothy, so I

have no objections to both of you sleeping together every day. I hit you because you bullied my child.”

Clutching Mindy's hair, Johanna slapped her again. “Why did you spout such nonsense in front of my child? Even if

you were born from a surrogate mother, you wouldn't have existed without a woman's eggs. Or are you feeling sad

that you weren't born with a penis?”

Mindy was furious at her words. “You were the one born from a surrogate mother!”

“If you weren't born through surrogacy, you're still a woman, so why are you so sexist?” Johanna swung her away.

“If you like boys, go have some with Timothy!”

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At that moment, Timothy pushed the door and entered the ward, holding some steaming breakfast.

As he heard Johanna's last sentence and saw Mindy in the ward simultaneously, his face instantly sank.

"Why are you here?”

A chill ran down Mindy's spine when she saw Timothy glaring at her so coldly.

She brushed her hair back, deliberately revealing her red cheeks. “I heard the baby's sick, so I came to visit. After I

said how cute the baby is, Ms. Joule suddenly slapped me for no reas—”

“Who the f*ck wants you to visit my daughter?” interrupted Timothy. “Even if Jojo didn't slap you, I would have.”

He continued viciously, “Get lost!”

Not doubting that Timothy would slap her, Mindy scrambled up from the couch.

Standing at the side, Johanna wiped her fingers with a wet tissue and said calmly, “I heard you graduated from an

arts college in Petalgrove. You're going to hold an exhibition here, right?”

Mindy stood up straight and looked at Johanna.

Johanna stared straight into Mindy's eyes and smirked. “From tomorrow onward, if you manage to hold any

exhibitions here or overseas, if your paintings appear in any gallery, or if your name appears on any arts

publication, I'll not let that go.”