The fat woman jumped out of bed and rushed forward to hit Crystal. Crystal let out a scream instantly and scurried out of the cell. Then, she turned around and cursed at the woman before she lambasted the prison guard, “Close the door now before she sneaks out.”
“You don’t have to tell me what to do,” the prison guard snapped at Crystal and slammed the door shut.
Choking back her tears, Crystal turned around and flew into Natalie’s arms. She sobbed, “I’m scared, Mom. We’ve got to do something about those wicked people who tried to put me in jail. We have to make them pay for it.”
“My poor girl.” Natalie hugged her tightly and patted her on the back to console her. At the same time, tears rolled down her face as she comforted her daughter. “Don’t worry. I’ll go after those people and make them pay for this.”
“Let’s get out of here, Mom. I don’t want to be here a second longer. The guards didn’t even bring me anything to eat. I…”
Crystal took Natalie’s hand and turned around to leave when she suddenly noticed me standing in the corridor. Her sullen expression changed to a look of pride before saying, “What are you doing here, Yvonne? Are you here to have a good laugh at me?”
“Sorry to disappoint you. If it weren’t for Dad, I don’t think I ever want to see you again,” I said coldly.
“Tell her to get lost, Mom. I don’t want to see her,” Crystal said as she straightened her clothes and lifted her chin haughtily. She shot me a resentful glare before turning her head away.
“That’s enough, Crystal. Yvonne is the one who got you out of jail,” Nathan said tactfully.
“What did you say? How can that be? Why would she help me get out of jail?” Crystal sputtered as she flailed her arms in exasperation.
Instead of feeling grateful, Crystal continued spitefully, “I don’t want your help, Crystal. Stop trying to act nice. I don’t need your help or pity. I’m going back in. I’m not going to let Yvonne get me out of jail.” After saying that, she turned around and was about to enter the cell again.
Upon seeing that, the prison guard swung open the cell door and sneered, “If you want to be in here again, by all means, go ahead.”
“Don’t be foolish, Crystal. Let’s go home,” Natalie said as she tugged her daughter away.
After watching Crystal’s embarrassing act with my arms folded, I said to Nathan, “I’ve done what you asked me to do, Dad. I’ll take my leave now.”
“Hold up!” Nathan shouted when I reached the end of the corridor. He rushed up to me and asked with a stern expression, “Yvonne, don’t you want to know where your mother is?”
A strong sense of annoyance filled my heart and roared, “I’ve told you before, I don’t have the desire to look for my mother anymore. You don’t have to tell me where she is. She’ll come back when she wants to.”
Whenever I saw Natalie and Crystal’s mother-daughter interaction, it would always fill me with a pang of sadness. Why should I go looking for my mother, who has left me for more than ten years?
I ran out angrily. When I reached the prison gates, I saw Christopher smoking a cigarette as he leaned on his Maserati. The moment he saw me coming out, he raised his eyebrows and smirked devilishly.
I ran up to him and asked with a smile, “What are you doing here?”
“I don’t feel comfortable whenever you’re alone with them. I’d rather wait here so that I can be here to protect you the moment they bully you. How’s that? Are you touched?”
I rushed into his arms and snuggled my head on his chest. He’s such a considerate man and so irresistible. I’ve fallen so hard for this guy.
“Get in the car. We’re going to the airport,” Christopher said as he opened the car door for me.
“What for?” I blinked and asked.
“To see Monica.”
