Chapter 258 Nightmare
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She said after a short pause, “After Nancy jumped off the building, I was scared. I cried and cried, and then she appeared. She said that she would help me get justice. She even helped me plan what to say and what to do. I thought she was helping me. Did she harm my daughter?”
Ainsley understood what Mary was thinking. She just wanted to get the money.
She calmed down and said, “Mrs. Conway, your daughter might have been killed by her. To put it in a more horrible way, maybe she was pushed down. Do you still believe that she is helping you?”
“How is that possible?” When Mary heard what she said, she found it too terrible. She did not even
dare to think about it.
Although she had never loved her daughter, she gave birth to her. It was a life!
She could not imagine how frightened Nancy was on the rooftop, not to mention whether it was that woman who pushed her down. She believed that even after she scolded her daughter that day,
Nancy did not give up hope of living.
“Anyway, your daughter is dead now. You have held her photo for several days. Even if this woman did not push her down, she must have added some fuel to the fire. Tell me, what did she tell you?
What benefits did she give you?” Ainsley said in a deep voice.
Mary’s eyes were red. This was the first time she felt sad.
The sadness was from the bottom of her heart, but she closed her eyes and continued, “I don’t
know.”
“You know it. Tell me.”
“Why do you force me? I don’t know. I don’t know! You killed my daughter!”
Ainsley’s eyes were full of disappointment. She grabbed Mary’s wrist and forced her to face Nancy’s photo. “Look at your daughter. Look at her eyes. Tell me, do you know anything? I have already told you now that your daughter might have been killed by someone else, and you still refuse to tell
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“I don’t know what you are saying at all. Don’t think that you can wash away your suspicion just by
saying these words to me. If you force me again, I will call the police.” Mary said with a little guilty
conscience.
“Sure! Call the police then.” Ainsley gave her a phone.
“‘Get out! Don’t come to my house again! I won’t give up on the compensation!” Mary felt that Ainsley
was mad.
Ainsley was driven out. But fortunately, she had made a breakthrough.
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At night.
Mary had a nightmare. In her dream, she saw Nancy doing housework while she was watching TV
with her son in her arms.
When Nancy was eighteen years old, she had already taken care of all the chores. She became a
“nanny” at a carefree age when she should have been pampered by the family. It was all because of
Mary’s oppression.
This was the first time she saw what Nancy had done for the family and how she treated Nancy as an
outsider. In the deep night, Nancy could only be herself after she finished all the housework. Only
then did she have her own time.
She quietly sat at the small table in front of the window. She had excellent grades and did all her
homework in school. She opened the diary and wrote down her thoughts.
The young Nancy stumbled toward her and asked her if she could buy her some candy. The young
Nancy was forced to wear old clothes sent by her distant relatives. The young Nance would stare at a
dress when she was shopping with Mary. Although it was not expensive, she did not speak.
When Nancy got older, she became more and more silent. She hid everything in her heart, but she
still could not help looking in the mirror when she was alone.
Mary had never paid attention to these details. These clips flashed across her mind one by one. She
kept these memories deep in her mind. She did not want to take them out. She did not want to face
the fact that when she could easily afford the candy and dress, she did not do that.
One thought was embedded in her thoughts. After her daughter got married, she belonged to another
family. Therefore, there was no need to treat her too well.
Looking at these scenes that flashed in her mind, Mary smiled, her eyes full of tears.
When Nancy stood in front of her with tears in her eyes and said about AIDS, she heard her own cold
voice. “Stay away from me! Don’t infect me! It’s so dirty!”
She saw with her own eyes that the hope in the eyes of a girl faded little by little, but she found pleasure
in it.
Bang!
It was the sound of her body falling from the 20th floor. It was fast, and the dull sound was deafening.
She just happened to be standing next to her.
She could see her eyes when Nancy was lying on the ground, and she could even hear the sound of
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Mary reached out her hand. But the body got colder, and Nancy never closed her eyes. No matter
what Mary did, she got no response. That was a life gone.
She could not deny that after knowing that Nancy had AIDS, countless voices came to Mary.
“So dirty. It’s so disgusting to be infected with such a disease at such a young age. There must be many men she has hooked up with.”
“There must be a lot of them. Like mother, like daughter. Look at her mother. She is a single parent. Maybe she gave birth to Nancy before she got married. Maybe they don’t even know who the father
is.”
“Fortunately, she is dead now. We won’t get the disease from her. No more scourge!”
The unpleasant abuse made Mary a little sad, but soon she smiled.
Yes, they have the right to say that!
Nancy was sick and deserved to die. Anyway, she would not live for long.
The light in front of Mary was eroded by darkness little by little, and soon there was full darkness.
When the light came again, she saw the noisy neighborhood and the busy market. She was holding a little girl’s hand.
The little girl said in a tender voice, “Mom, that dress is so beautiful.”
Mary’s body trembled, and then she pinched herself hard, trying to force herself to stop crying.
She suddenly let go of the little girl’s hand, and then the young Nancy said to her, “Mom, I can cook
for you.”
Go away! Go away!
Mary suddenly sat up from the bed and looked around in fear.
She touched her cheek and found it wet.
She ran to the living room and saw the photo on the TV cabinet. Nancy looked straight at her as if
she was alive.