NovelEnglishChapter 354
Victoria bent down to look at it. “It really is fake...”
“You removed the real scar!” Rebecca's face darkened. “You planned this!”
“There was never any scar here,” | said, amused. “My daughter thought it would be fun to stick this on me.”
Rebecca wasn’t completely wrong. Of course I'd had the scar removed when | got my second chance at life. Dr.
Clarke took care of it, and | wore the patch partly to protect the new skin, partly to remind myself of what I'd
been through. Never thought it would cin handy like this.
| crossed my arms, looking down at Rebecca. “You grabbedand tore my clothes. My husband won't let that
slide.”
“No wonder your daughter's such a brat. The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.”
| smiled slightly. “I already taught Thalia a lesson. Keep this up, and | won't let your age stopfrom doing the
sto you.”
Rebecca's eyes widened. “You hit my daughter?”
“That's right.” | nodded. “Why do you think Blake broughthere to apologize?”
| looked her up and down. “You're only in your fifties but already this confused? When I said | disciplined a Parker
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtfamily member, who else could it be?”
Rebecca's face twisted with rage. “You're dead!”
She charged at me. | lifted my foot and pulled it back at just the right moment. She stumbled forward, landing
face-first on the ground with a loud thud.
She scrambled up and catagain. “You bitch!”
| timed my next kick perfectly. She lost balance, rolled twice, and landed in a garbage pile again. The impact
made her start retching immediately.
“Know your limits,” | said.
Watching this woman who once bulliednow face-down in garbage felt better than | expected. Nothing beats
seeing your tormentor get a taste of their own medicine.
‘I'm not Audrey Sinclair,” | said flatly. “And unlike her, | don’t silently take abuse.”
“Remember this smell. Crossagain, and you'll end up right back here.”
| turned and walked away, head high.
“Blake!” Rebecca's voice broke behind me. “Are you just going to watch while she throws your mother in
garbage?”
| didn’t slow down to hear his answer. | knew Blake would cafterfor this - probably go after Adrian and
the Australian Parkers too. But for the first tin my life, | wasn’t afraid of Blake Parker's revenge.
Blake's POV
Blake, say something!”
| kept my eyes fixed on Audrey's retreating figure, barely registering my mother’s voice.
Rebecca pushed away Michael and Victoria's hands as they tried helping her up. She stayed planted in the
garbage, her face red with
rage.
“Is this what being a man means to you?” she yelled. “That woman attacked your sister and your mother, and
you just sit there?”
“She gets a free pass because she looks like your dead wife? You're watching your own mother get humiliated
and doing nothing?”
“I raised you, Blake. This is how you repay me?”
Her words grew more venomous, but they barely penetrated. | remained still in my wheelchair, watching until
Audrey disappeared around the corner.
Only then did | look away.
This place held meaning. Audrey knew every corner of this facility from her visits with my grandfather. Yet
instead of heading toward his building, she'd deliberately gone the opposite way.
Erasing every connection to her past. To me.
A bitter taste filled my mouth.
Was what we had so worthless she couldn't stand even acknowledging it existed?
“Blake!”
When | didn’t respond, my mother grabbed a chunk of rotten meat from the pile surrounding her and hurled it at
me. “Listen when I'm talking to you!”
Chapter Comments
LIKE
POST COMMENT NOW
< SHARE
2/2
DivorceBefore Death Takes Me, CEO
Visit our social media platform to read fascinating stories every day and connect with the community!
