Mrs. Herd's face flushed red, "Who are calling you Dad? Who are calling you Dad? Let me tell you, Anthony Davis, my son is mine and it has nothing to do with you. I'm going to see him right now, don't even think about stopping me. I've long felt that you were up to something, keeping secrets from me. I didn't expect that you wouldn't even tell me about my son's injury..."
Mrs. Herd had been feeling a bit uneasy these past few days, always sensing that Anthony Davis seemed to be hiding something from her.
Today, she saw Freddy staying in the study room for a long time without coming out, so she couldn't help but eavesdrop.
She had never imagined that she would overhear that her son had been stabbed. Mrs. Herd felt her heart might leap out of her chest; this son of hers had just gotten married, and his child had not yet been born.
Anthony Davis quickly explained, "It was just a shallow cut on his arm. The wound is very superficial, really not serious at all."
