He was right , it wasnt my kid .
But I wouldnt let them have a single thing .
I crushed the expired formula and said , If your cant afford formula , let him starve .
Mark and Tiffany were shocked .
Brenda , how can you be so ruthless ? Tiffany chimed in , You thought it through , く I stared at her coldly .
He can die .
Ill call the cops .
Youll live out your days in prison ! Mark quickly shielded Tiffany and said , Fine , dont give it ! I shoved him away and continued to glare at Tiffany .
If you dont have money , does your kids dad not have money ? Did he use you and run .
away ? Is your kid a bastard ? Tiffanys face was red .
Hes not a deadbeat ! My husband loves me ! But then she seemed happy .
That reminds me ! I havent named the baby yet .
Maybe Ill call him Bastard! I laughed .
Okay .
Its your kid , name him whatever you want .
I looked at the baby .
Bastard ? Great name , its fitting .
Tiffany relaxed and laughed too .
Right , hes a bastard ! She thought her baby was my son and mocked my stupidity .

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Г But I knew my son was in the other room , fast asleep , and Tiffany was holding her and Marks kid .
Being called Bastard was the least of his worries .
The kid was growing quickly .
When it was time to go to elementary school , the bastard didnt have a birth certificate and was locked in the house .
Tiffany didnt work , and the most fun thing to her was bringing the bastard over for a visit .
The bastard had never seen good food or drinks , and was like a wild animal .
He would run around and steal my sons food .
Thats when Tiffany would beat him with a big stick , and watch my reaction .
Back then , I felt bad and protected him .
But I wouldnt be so stupid now , and watched her perform .
The bastard never drank formula , so he was skinny and small , and he was covered with bruises .
But it wasnt enough .
Back then , Tiffany had cracked my sons head with a stick , turning him into a vegetable .
One day , Tiffany came over , and the bastard saw the bananas on the table .
He ran and started eating them .
Tiffany pulled out her stick and beat him .
Bastard ! I didnt feed you at home ? You embarrass me ! It was already winter , but the bastard was wearing a t shirt .
His pus filled wounds were exposed .
He hid behind me .
Aunt Brenda , save me ! I was just hungry , I didnt mean it ! く Tiffany laughed .
Aunt Brenda , ha ha ha ! He called you Aunt Brenda ! I looked at her calmly ..
He can call me Aunt Brenda .
Tiffany paused , and then laughed .
Sorry , Brenda , that bastard is like a wild animal .
I cant feed him enough , and I dont hit him enough .
Or else he wouldnt steal Seans bananas ! Sean was my son .
Mark and Tiffany thought Sean was their son , I said , You have to teach him , or else Sean will cry when he sees the bananas are gone .
Tiffany got angrier and started beating him .
Bastard ! Stealing Seans bananas ! Ill beat you to death ! The bastard curled up , weak and frail , but he had a fire in his eyes .
Mark came home with Sean .
Tiffany put down the stick and hugged Sean .
Mark didnt look at the bastard and said , Sean and Tiffany are close ! Look at how well they get along !