Chapter 3

Hearing my child's hoarse cries, my heart felt like it was being cut by knives.

Just as I was about to grab him back, Rosalind suddenly broke down crying:

"Aurora, I know you hate me, but the child is innocent. How could you abuse him?"

Rosalind pushed up Ryan's sleeve to reveal his arm.

"His arm is so thin. Obviously you haven't been feeding him properly."

Hearing this, Alexander quickly looked over.

When he saw how thin and small the child was, rage instantly ignited in his eyes.

"Aurora! Is this how you've been raising the child all these years?"

"Your family is so wealthy, yet you raised a three-year-old to look like this! That weak little cry—how could he possibly be Alexander's son!"

Alexander was physically imposing, the strongest warrior in the pack.

He couldn't believe his three-year-old son was as weak and thin as a kitten.

The veins on my forehead throbbed. I was so furious I was about to explode.

This idiot!

Back then, when rogues attacked the pack, I went into premature labor from the shock. Ryan was small when he was born.

And my son was only TWO years old, not three like he thought!

Ryan's current height and weight were completely normal and healthy.

Back then, just because those rogues frightened me, Alexander's uncle—Alpha Noah—ripped out all their hearts to vent his rage.

If Noah found out his son had been treated like this, I couldn't even imagine what would happen to Alexander.

I couldn't take it anymore and ordered the bodyguards Noah had assigned to me:

"Why haven't you thrown them out yet!"

Alexander's eyes widened in disbelief. He kicked away the approaching bodyguard.

"Aurora, have you lost your mind? I'm your mate!"

I stared at him coldly.

I had only brought three bodyguards, but they trained with Noah every day. In an instant, they were grappling with Alexander.

Rosalind held the child tightly, hearing him call for me, calling "Mommy" nonstop. A flash of jealousy crossed her eyes.

She suddenly clamped her hand over Ryan's nose and mouth:

"Shut up! I'm your mother!"

As she pressed harder, Ryan's cries went from loud to broken whimpers.

My heart clenched. While the bodyguards restrained Rosalind, I kicked her hard to the ground.

"What did you do to Ryan?!"

Seeing my child's face turning deep red, I wanted to kill Rosalind.

Ryan's suffocation symptoms were getting worse. Frantic, I remembered the Heimlich maneuver I'd seen online.

I quickly turned the child upside down and patted his back with both hands.

But this action made Rosalind completely lose it.

She screamed, her eyes nearly bursting from their sockets:

"Stop! You crazy woman, are you trying to kill the child?!"

Alexander was also shocked when he heard this.

Just then, the object lodged in Ryan's throat was finally expelled.

A piece of candy the size of a rock rolled onto the ground.

Seeing this, guilt flashed through Rosalind's eyes.

Even though Ryan had spit out the object, his lips were still purple.

The suffocation had triggered his heart condition.

I couldn't be bothered with them. I immediately ordered the bodyguards to throw both of them out.

Alexander scolded:

"Aurora, what the hell is wrong with you! With this unreasonable attitude, how can you ever be a proper wife to me?"

I walked away with Ryan in my arms without looking back.

"No one wants to marry you!"

Alexander scoffed, as if he'd heard the most ridiculous joke.

"Not marry me? The whole pack knows you're my fated mate. Besides me, what other man would want you?"

I had no mood to deal with him. I told the bodyguards to drive.

"Drive fast. Home!"