Chapter 16 Being A Step Mother

After getting out of the car, what surprised Tracy was that instead of making things difficult for her as
Brody said, he drove her back, connected the phone, and went out again.

After Brody left, Tracy heaved a long sigh of relief. She had been absent-minded during the rest of the
day.

Then, for the next three days, she didn't see Brody. Although she felt strange, she was happy and
comfortable.

Brody was like a nightmare to her. Out of sight, out of mind.

It was getting colder and colder. When Tracy planned to go to the garden and observe the remaining
flowers there, she ran into someone who was about to enter the garden.

"Tracy, are you blind?"

Before Tracy could react, she heard someone say in a harsh voice.

She looked up, and the ferocious, familiar face came into her eyes.

"Elsa!"

She blurted out.

But soon, Tracy wore a long face and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Xu. I don't have eyes. Don't you have eyes?
Why do you always want to hit others? "

"You -"

This time, Elsa showed her true face.



"Miss, I'm not in the mood to fight with you. What's the matter?"

Tracy asked coldly, standing in front of the door.

Elsa had been holding a grudge against Tracy for what had happened that day. Now, her fury was
provoked because of her arrogant attitude.

"Bastard, do I need a reason to come to Brody's home?"

The word was like a sharp knife cutting through her heart. In an instant, Tracy clenched her fists. She
was so angry that her face turned pale.

"Miss Xu, you are not welcome here. Please leave here..."

"Why should I leave?"

Before Tracy could finish her sentence, she was interrupted coldly by Elsa.

"Are you leaving or not?"

Said Tracy, gritting her teeth and clenching her fists in rage.

Even though Tracy was weak, Elsa was still going too far. Two of her bullies crossed the line.

She was not the saintess. She could bear the insult from Elsa once, and never

"No, I won't leave. The sparrow flies on the branch. Do you really think you have become a phoenix
yourself, and want to be the hostess of this family?"

With a cold sneer, Elsa's arrogant face was almost glued to Tracy lips.

She spat on Tracy's face on purpose.



"Clap -- you deserve it!" A loud slap in the face was followed by the angry voice of Tracy.

Soon, there was dead silence.

"You..." Elsa was stunned again.

She stared at the fuming Tracy in disbelief. 'did Tracy just do it again? I didn't expect that!' she thought.

"Tracy, I guess you don't want to live anymore."

Then, Elsa threw herself into Tracy's arms.

On the other hand, with precautions, Tracy cleverly dodged away her attack, but she was at a loss for
what to do next——

"Ach Ah... "

Tracy turned to look at the direction where the voice came from.

A boy tightly clutched the hem of Elsa's dress, and the expression on the boy's face astonished Tracy.

The boy was not strong enough to raise his hand to grasp Elsa's clothes. He raised his head and shook
his head hard at him, indicating that she should stop fighting.

Tracy just felt that a child like him shouldn't have that cold and smart expression.

She was sure that the boy was no more than six years old.

It was not until now that Tracy noticed the little boy. Maybe he was just behind Elsa.

Who is he?

She asked in confusion.



At the same time, she saw that Elsa and the little boy were communicating through eye contact. A few
seconds later, Elsa seemed to understand the meaning in the boy's eyes. Her raised hand in the air
also dropped down.

"Humph I'll deal with you later. "

After saying that, a cunning and ruthless expression glimmered in Elsa's eyes.

"If you don't settle accounts with me, please leave here. You are not welcome here." Tracy directly
asked them to leave.

With a sneer, Elsa lowered her head and said to the little boy, "Ray, I tell you, she is your stepmother."

Then she crouched down and whispered a few words in Ray's ear. After that, Elsa stood up and turned
around to leave.

Stunned, Tracy looked at the boy, who pulled a long face, at a loss. She wanted to ask Elsa what had
happened, but she couldn't find her anymore.

"Ray..." A gentle and charming voice started.

Tracy stared blankly at Brody standing in front of her.

She almost thought she was deaf to his gentle voice, but when she saw the way he looked at Ray, she
couldn't believe her ears.

She was sure she heard it right.

The usual cold-blooded man actually smiled.

The boy looked up and smiled to Brody joyfully, Then, seeing something even more shocking to her,
Tracy couldn't believe that Brody would pick up the boy in his arms.



Although the boy was only six years old, he was not a child of one or two years old either.

The corners of her mouth lifted into a self mocking smile. Maybe, Brody was gentle to anyone, but he
was cold-blooded to her.

A mixed feeling of bitterness and sourness filled her heart. When he treated her roughly, she didn't
have any hope for him anymore.

The corner of Tracy's mouth twitched, and Brody turned his eyes away to avoid eye contact with her.

Putting down Ray, he turned his head and said coldly, "I'll bring up Ray."

His tone was more firm, as if he was only going to inform her.

Looking at the broad back of Brody, Tracy smiled bitterly and her heart ached slightly.

"Don't you hear me?" Seeming not to get an answer from Tracy, Brody suddenly said angrily as he
stopped in his tracks.

The boy was wearing a cold expression and even didn't avert his eyes from the Tracy.

Tracy with a bitter smile. Obviously, she was not a good person in the eyes of the little boy, not to
mention that she was seen by him when she just slapped Elsa.

"Okay," "Oh," she said and then walked away.

However, she forgot that the person she was facing now was the tough guy named Brody Ye.

Brody frowned and lowered his head to say something in the boy's ear. After the boy walked away, he
stood up and walked up to Tracy threateningly.

"What's wrong with you? Are you unwilling to do this?"



"Do I have the right to say no?" Tracy asked in a cold voice, looking at his freezing black eyes.

Lowering his head, Brody gazed at her pale face and said, "I must raise Ray."

"That's your right," said Tracy with a sneer

Brody was stunned for a while, an unnoticeable light flashed through his eyes. "You don't care that
much?"

At this time, the night was falling outside. In the darkness, he suddenly fixed his eyes on the stubborn
face, which was strangely meek today.

Tracy nonchalance was indeed out of his expectation.

He thought she would yell or turn from a quiet lady to a shrew and pounce on him again, But, she
didn't.

Instead, she was ready to accept what was coming to her. There was an injured look on her face, but
she didn't say anything against him.

Inexplicably, a sense of irritability surged into his heart.

All of a sudden, he wanted to see her throwing her tantrums against him, not the submissive look on
her face.

"Haha..."

Tracy's laughter echoed in the empty living room, which was enveloped by darkness.

In the darkness, his side face seemed to become more mysterious, more cold and attractive.

But she couldn't.



"What do you want me to do? Am I qualified to say one more word? "

Without saying a word, Brody stared at her in darkness with a faint light.

"I'm just your sex partner. Right? A prostitute? What did she think of this? Or do you allow me to make
a suggestion? "

Tracy was about to cry, but she didn't finish her sentence.

"You can tell the truth."

Somehow, Brody's tone of voice slowed down somehow.

"Tell you the truth?" A tear dripped on her eyelashes.

"Okay. To tell you the truth, I'm only twenty-one years old now. I don't want to be a stepmother!"

"Are you blaming me?"

Next second, Brody raised his voice with a kind of anger.

"You mean you don't want Ray to live here?"

"No, you are thinking too much." Tracy said nothing more in the darkness.

She just wanted to test him. He became so nervous.

No matter how petty she was, she would not be so tolerant that she couldn't bear a child, not to
mention that ray was still a dumb.

Even if she should say no, she was not qualified.



In this way, he brought back such a big boy without making any explanation to her or telling her who
ray was.

"Brody, I have never been qualified to ask what you want to do."

Although she was upset, somehow, Brody was upset.

He didn't know why he was so upset. He didn't like the way she was treated.

His face darkened. Before Tracy turned around and was about to leave, he pulled her back

In a rage, his domineering lips angrily pressed on hers, which smelled like a flower.

"Well..."

Tracy was stunned by the sudden attack all of a sudden. Caught off guard, she struggled her little
hands and yelled.

Brody furrowed his brows and stopped Tracy's waving hands. He used his tongue to force into her
mouth and to tangle with her teeth.

With an aura of masculinity, she started to stamp her feet.

He didn't let her go until she was almost out of breath.

"Asshole --" Tracy was so angry that her face became red, and her finger brutally poked her own lips.

She was itching to have a bite.

Brody's dark eyes darkened. He pinched her chin with his slender fingers, his starry eyes twinkling with
obscure light. "Do you hate my touch so much?"



"Yes, I hate."

With great fury, Tracy answered.

Without waiting for Brody to get angry again, she almost ran upstairs and opened the bedroom. When
she was about to continue to pack up her stuff and sort out her room, she was in a daze suddenly.

Ray was sitting on her bed, staring coldly at Tracy who suddenly stood at the door. Judging from the
look on her face, Tracy had a feeling that she was a guest, and that she got into the bedroom out of the
blue.

"Ray?"

After a long time, she said in surprise, but the boy didn't say anything.

With an amiable smile on her cold face, Tracy took a few steps forward and squatted cautiously by the
side of the bed. She asked kindly, "Ray, what's wrong? Is there anything wrong? "

The boy ignored her words and stared at her with his cold eyes.

Hearing no response from ray, Tracy felt a little embarrassed. After keeping silent for a few seconds,
she continued, "Ray, you don't know how to speak? Can you write? Can you speak sign language? "

Said Tracy with great patience.

However, the boy still didn't know how to reply.

Feeling limp, she almost squatted down.

Seeing the boy's expression, it seemed as if she was mistreating him. With a bitter smile, Tracy
continued, "Ray, do you hate me?"



He still kept silent.

At last, Tracy felt hopeless. She looked at Ray's small face and said in a weak voice, "Ray, I have
something to deal with now. Can you go to see your father first?"

She lowered her voice and acted extremely cautiously.

This time, Ray's eyes twinkled for a moment. His eyes seemed to tell her that he was not satisfied with
what she said.


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