Pollock's wife sauntered over, giving Sheila's face a once-over before landing a hefty slap on it. "You shameless little hussy, what the hell were you doing with my husband?"
The usually arrogant Sheila didn't dare show her true colors now, shamefully covering her face. "I... I..."
A crowd started to gather as passersby heard the commotion...
Panicked about being recognized and making headlines, Pollock hurriedly tried to pull his wife away. "We're in a hospital; there are people everywhere! Honey, let's talk about this at home!"
His wife shrugged him off. "I'm not afraid of making a scene!"
"Honey, I'm begging you..."
"Pollock, remember, we signed a prenup! The agreement clearly states that if you cheat, you're out with no conditions! Now you even have a daughter; what else can you say?"
Pollock quickly shook his head to explain, "Honey, I didn't cheat! She's not my daughter; she's just a girl I know!"
His wife snorted coldly, throwing a DNA test report at his face. "Then explain this to me, will you?"
Pollock picked up the report and turned pale. It was the DNA test that Tracy had done for him and Sheila!
"Honey, how...how did you get this report?"
"Hmm! Pollock, you wanted to make her the star of your movie; did you want this little tramp's mother to become your wife too?"
"Honey, I..."
...
At that moment, not far from the hospital room, Elinor was leaning against the door frame, watching the dispute with amusement.
Seeing that the timing was right, she turned back into the room. "Dad, Auntie Tracy, it seems like Sheila has run into some trouble outside; she's being hit by a woman!"
"What?" Tracy sat up abruptly.
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