"There’s not even the slightest hint yet." She glanced reproachfully at Hugo Quinn. The two of them were facing numerous challenges now, unable even to pass the hurdle with Old Master Ford, let alone have a child. Hugo Quinn seemed to have guessed her thoughts and slightly curled his lips. "Maybe once you have a child, the old master will agree." When Eleanor Hollis said these two words, her face was serious. If she really did that, she would look down on herself. Initially, her marriage with Nathaniel Quinn was a result of an unplanned pregnancy, and the outcome was so miserable. How could she repeat the same mistake? Hugo knew that what he had just said might have touched a nerve, so he promptly added food to her bowl. "I was just saying it casually." Eleanor silently bowed her head to eat. If she really got pregnant with Hugo’s child, how pitiful the child would be when born, with so many people disliking her. The child might end up like Marcus, suffering from autism. The meal ended in silence between the two. Marcus walked in the middle of them, carrying a small backpack, holding a hand on each side, and happily got into the car. The three of them looked joyous here, but the situation at the hospital was not so good. Claire Shaw kept causing a scene; one moment she wanted to find Hugo Quinn, the next moment she wanted to find her brother Jude Shaw, yet she was stopped by the Shaw Family every time. The online scandal hasn’t died down yet, and everyone still remembers the incident. If Claire causes more trouble, she might be pinned on the pillar of shame for life. "Claire, just take a good rest and stop causing trouble." Felicity Ford’s face was full of heartache, unable to bear seeing her daughter become . Claire Shaw’s face was gloomy. Her shoulder had been killing her these days, and the lingering fear in her body persisted. Whenever there was any sound outside, she was scared to death, afraid Evan Yancy would come back with a gun to cause her trouble. Evan had undoubtedly become the man she feared the most. "Mom, I won’t let Eleanor Hollis off the hook. Even if you send me abroad, let me take revenge first. If it weren’t for Eleanor Hollis, how would I become !!" Her logic was interesting. Clearly, she had attracted trouble with Evan herself, yet she blamed everything on Eleanor Hollis, seemingly making her feel better this way. Felicity sighed. This child is just too stubborn. Hugo Quinn is now doting on Eleanor so much that even the words of Old Master Ford can’t influence him, let alone theirs. "Get your injuries healed first. If your wound continues to worsen, your arm will be ruined. Do you want to become disabled??" ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝘯𝘦𝘵 She had already been out of the hospital for a few days, but because of causing trouble at home, her wound worsened, and she had no choice but to return. Claire shuddered harshly. How could she become disabled! "Mom, can you bear to see me suffer through all this? There are all sorts of negative comments about me online now; how will I face people in the future? And then there’s my brother, who actually handed over that recording, completely putting me in a desperate situation." When Jude Shaw was mentioned, Felicity’s eyes also turned gloomy. She didn’t suspect anything during their conversation last time and likely didn’t expect her son to stab her in the back. That recording dragged the entire Shaw Family down with it. "I will give your brother a good talking-to." She left it at that and asked someone to contact Jude. But Jude has been missing for days, and no one knows where he went. At this moment, Jude Shaw was drinking in a bar with Julian Sterling. Ever since handing over that recording, he had been avoiding his family and staying with Julian. "I think you should go back. Hiding won’t solve anything." Jude glanced at him indifferently and took another swig of his drink. "Last time, outside the hospital corridor, my mom didn’t ask anything and slapped me directly, saying I hadn’t protected my sister properly. In the Shaw Family, there’s no place for me." Talking about it made him a bit sad. Julian had a glint of amusement in his eyes. The Shaw Family’s behavior was indeed puzzling. In such a big family, shouldn’t the son typically be favored? Why does the Shaw Family, from top to bottom, all favor Claire, even Old Master Ford? That’s truly strange. "You can’t just let them kill you, right? Now that Claire’s reputation is ruined, you’re the only one the Shaw Family can depend on." Jude’s hand holding the drink paused slightly. What he said made sense. Anyway, he wasn’t going to die; at most, he’d get a good beating for defying family rules. So he packed up a bit and really went back to the Shaw Family. Nina Shaw and Felicity have been looking for him in the past few days but had been unable to reach him. Now seeing him return voluntarily, they were so furious that they threw a teacup directly at him. Jude dodged it and said nothing, sitting straight down on the sofa. Felicity’s chest heaved up and down, especially seeing his defiant expression, with no hint of remorse, making her even angrier. A slap landed hard on Jude’s face, but he didn’t even flinch and just covered his face with his hand. "Mom, didn’t you eat?" Felicity never expected her son to become so rebellious and jumped up. "You’re outrageous, helping outsiders harm us, and now you’re speaking to me in this tone. Jude Shaw, don’t forget who you are!" Jude lowered his eyes calmly and suddenly looked up. "Who am I? Has there ever been a place for me in the Shaw Family these years? Every time Claire made a mistake, it was me who got punished. I see her current fate is all your fault, spoiling her to the point of lawlessness, unable to distinguish right from wrong. If it weren’t for Hugo fearing Evan getting the death penalty, do you think Claire would still be alive? If I were Evan, I would have shot her on the spot and let her die." Jude finally said what had been bottled up inside, looking at Felicity mockingly. Felicity’s face turned red, momentarily at a loss for words. "You insolent brat!!" Nina Shaw beside her spoke, finding her son’s significant change puzzling. When did he become so indifferent to the Shaw Family? "Go and take your punishment!" Jude snorted coldly, stood up, opened the room door, and knelt outside in the courtyard. Previously, when Claire made mistakes, he would kneel there for several hours too. "Honey, don’t get angry." Nina supported Felicity, fearing she might faint. Felicity kept clutching her chest, suddenly feeling aggrieved. Neither daughter nor son was giving her peace of mind. How could life go on ? "Did I do wrong? Little Jude is a boy, naturally, he should give way to his sister. Besides, everything in the Shaw Family will be handed over to him in the future, so it’s good for him to undergo more training." Raising boys frugally and girls lavishly had always been her guiding principle.