Standing up, Savannah shouted exasperatedly, "What's wrong with you? I've even found someone to
check their authenticity, and they are by no means faked! Or, Zachariah, is that you have fallen in love
with that bitch? If so, then how about Cora and the kid in her tummy? What you're doing is really
disgusting me!"
Zachariah's face looked increasingly sullen. He said, "I don't need you to take care of my marriage
problem, Savannah. I can send you to some art training courses to make you more conservative and
courteous if you have too much time to clamor and dwell on my affair!"
Panting with rage stuck inside, she sneered, "I try to persuade you to look inside the essence of that
bitch all out of my kindness, but now you're blaming me that I'm being officious."
Zachariah merely stared at her without any response.
Mrs. Chambers waved her hands and beckoned the two to stop, "What's wrong with you two? Stop and
sit down!"
Not until Mrs. Chambers's voice faded that the two finally conceded and sat down.
Taking a deep breath, Mrs. Chambers calmed herself down and asked directly, "Now, Zachariah, tell
me whether you have already seen these photographs before?"
She knew her son very well, and thus understood that he wouldn't have been as calm as he currently
did if it was the first time he saw these photos.
Zachariah nodded, "Yes, I have already seen them yesterday, and Ophelia has explained everything to
me. It's a misunderstanding."
Somehow, Zachariah couldn't help supporting Ophelia. Possibly, in his mind, he didn't want his parents
misunderstood Ophelia either, and felt sorry for speaking to Ophelia in that way and causing her to be
shocked and faint.
With her eyes open wide out of rage, Savannah said, "Are you still going to believe in that woman even
if you have seen these pictures?"
Mrs. Chambers looked at Savannah and said, "Be quiet and listen to your brother, Savannah."
Savannah thumped on the sofa, and then sat down with her arms crossed.
Mrs. Chambers asked again calmly, "Now, let's talk about your opinion on these
photographs, Zachariah."
"Mom, when I first saw these pictures, I was extremely angry as you guys did. However, giving that I
have been Ophelia's husband for years, I don't believe that she is that sort of woman."
Mrs. Chambers nodded and said, "You're doing the right thing, my son. I'm gratified to see that you're
facing that with self-control and imperturbability. I can now tell that you've grown up."
"Thanks, mom."
Savannah turned to Mrs. Chambers astonishingly and asked in an exasperated tone, "What are you
talking about, mom? That bitch has cheated on your son! I'm now really wondering
whether Zachariah or Ophelia is your own kid!"
"Don't you ever talk to me like that, Savannah."
Savannah stood up, and shed tears out of grievance, "Dad, I'm tired of talking with mom! I know that
she always takes sides on Ophelia, but this time she even does it regardless of morality and justice! I
even begin to doubt that Ophelia is actually her real daughter!"
Mrs. Chambers took a glance at her, and Steffan still remained silent.
"Savannah, I'm not speaking on the side of your sister in-law. What matters the most is the kid
in Ophelia's tummy, who our Chamers Family shall never abandon. And even if it's true
that Ophelia has cheated on Zachariah, we still need to wait until the kid is born. I hope I could earn
your understanding on that."
Savannah curled her lips and murmured disdainfully, "She is just a wily old fox, and we still have no
idea about the real father of her kid."
As her eyes flashed with anger, Mrs. Chambers scolded, "I thought I've told you to watch your
tongue, Savannah!"
"Am I wrong? What about those men she has been flirting out there with? Who can ever assure
that Zachariah is really the kid's father?"
Firmly, Mrs. Chambers answered, "What I can assure you is that I will always consider her as my own
daughter, and never will I ever back the wrong horse!"
In angry, Savannah was almost choked up hearing her words, "How could you…"
Mrs. Chambers then simply turned to Zachariah and asked, "Zachariah, are you really going to
divorce Ophelia? If you do, I will keep my hands off this time. The marriage is all up to you two, and the
only thing I want is that you'll never regret any decision you've made."
Hesitated for a while, Zachariah answered, "I'm not ready to divorce her yet, mom."
Letting out a sigh of relief, Mrs. Chambers said, "I'm glad to see that you've made up your mind."
With a pause, Mrs. Chambers continued, "Where is Ophelia? Just call her to come around, and we
shall have a talk about that. The one who sent us these photographs is doing this by no means out of
good intentions, and possibly he or she has long been conspiring about that. I guess Ophelia has been
stared at by someone, and given that she is still our family, we can not just stand aside and leave her at
such risk."
Zachariah held his own hands and said, "She is at work, and I shall call her to come around in the
evening."
Moderately, Mrs. Chambers said, "Just don't let her dwell on this thing. She is still in pregnancy, and
anxiety will do harm to both her and her kid."
Zachariah nodded.
Mrs. Chambers, with a tired look, continued, "Damn, I'm tired! I'm going to go back to the bedroom with
your dad and take some rest. Remember to call her to come around and have dinner with us."
Equivocally, Zachariah answered, "I will, if she is not busy doing her job."
Without saying anything, Mrs. Chambers went upstairs together with Steffan.
As they stepped into the bedroom, Steffan said to Mrs. Chambers seriously, "Helena, I'm going to
ask Ophelia to divorce Zachariah once she gives birth to the kid. She doesn't deserve to be his
wife."
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