NovelEnglishEarlier at the Gildon estate, I had exposed Jewel's lies and schemes, so she had to be furious now.
Jewel stared atas she gripped my car door. For a moment, I thought she was going to rip it open, dragout, or try to hit me. Instead, she dropped to her knees in front of my car. That tookby surprise.
I figured she might beg, but I didn't expect her to kneel.
It seemed that she was willing to do whatever it takes.
Honestly, I wasn't bothered by her kneeling. After all, she stole my fiancé.
But with her pregnant, her kneeling position might harm the baby. If anything happened, it would surely be mine to blame.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSo, how could I let her stay on her knees? Still, I wasn't going to get out to help her. She was using her pregnancy as leverage, and if I showed too much concern, she would only push further.
I scoffed, a mocking smile playing on my lips.
"Ms. Massey, what exactly are you trying to do?" "Madeline, I'm begging you to spareand my child. Please, give my baby a chance," Jewel pleaded.
It was half past three, and the sun was at its hottest, blazing down on her.
She was using her child as an excuse again. It seemed lan's unborn baby had becher shield. Despite that, I wasn't going to fall for it.
I asked coolly, "What have I done to you that you needto spare you?" Jewel's lips trembled.
"Ms. Crown, I admit it was wrong to take Chris from you. But I just wanted a better life. It's natural to move up in the world. I don't think I did anything wrong." Wow. Moving up in the world? She even believed that she had done nothing wrong.
I stared at her coldly.
"If stepping on others to climb up isn't wrong, then why are you on your knees now?" "Ms. Crown, you and I are different. Even though you were taken in by the Gildon family, they treat you like their own. Even if you're not with Chris, you still have his parents' love and a good life.
"But I don't have that privilege. I've been terrified of being poor my whole life." Jewel avoided my question and started talking about her struggles. At the stime, she was subtly remindingof my foster status.
People like her always have a way of words.
She would show her true colors in the most casual ways, like a snake waiting to strike.
What she said sounded like a joke.
"So being poor is an excuse for your actions? Then should bank robbers get a medal for their efforts?" The irony in my words was clear, but it didn't graze her.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe moment Jewel knelt before me, she must have prepared herself for any humiliation.
I had to admit, she was vulnerable yet tough, like a bug that just wouldn't die.
"My mom had three cerebral hemorrhages and is now partially paralyzed. My dad had to quit his job to take care of her. You've seen what brother is like.
"I had to take the burden of supporting my entire family. Nom matter how hard I work, it's never En enough." Jewel began sharing her sob story.
I was surprised to know what her family background was like.
Judging by her spoiled younger brother, I had assumed her family was at least well-off.
"All these years, lan has been helping me. But his parents gavehell for it They put a lot of pressure on lan E too.
"lan took on side jobs to make extra money, and Chris helped him out. In turn, Chris helpedas well." As Jewel spoke, images of lan flashed through my mind. He was someone who always had a smile on his face and a cheerful demeanor. Being around him felt like a moment of peace in a hectic world.
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