Chapter 94
The shock in her eyes was undeniable. She opened her mouth but closed it again. I knew she wanted to say something but she couldn’t form it into words. She took a few deep breaths before raising an eyebrow at me. She seemed to have regained her demeanor and then stepped forward.
"How dare you" Her teeth are gritting. She raised her hand and was ready to slap me but I stared at her sharply. I did not shake. Even if she slaps me now, I will not sit on the ground just because she is my husband's mother. Her hand stopped in the air, panting because her hand was just hanging and she couldn't continue what she wanted to do. I took it as a chance to speak to her. She pushed me as if I was still at fault. Her jewelry is already ringing.
"That's not the answer I'm expecting for. Why does my question seem so far from your reaction and answer." My tone is cold. The cold wind was blowing and anger seemed to burn even more in my heart. My expression was blank in exchange for her face not being able to paint.
"Are you accusing me?" There is a scratch in every word of her. Why does she have to be mad if I only need an explanation from her. This is not the reaction I want to get from her. I want her to tell the truth because somehow she is still the parent of the person I love and even in that part I will respect her.
"I'm not accusing you because I have proof; it's called 'stating the truth,' don't wait for me to tell Randall the truth and give him my evidence." I don't threaten her because I need anything; I tell her because I know it's the only way I'll be able to persuade her. In addition, I won't be able to tell Randall the truth since I'm more terrified of how he'll react. I have yet to blame mommy Amelia for my parents' deaths because I still believe she was not the perpetrator and am waiting for justice to be served.
Her terror was visible on her face. There's no denying that she was terrified when I mentioned my husband's name. She feared her son more than she thought her husband. I'd like to apologize to daddy Adelard for what my father did to him. He was the one who was most impacted by it. I can't take the thought of Randall betraying me; it's so shattered that it's still tormenting my head. I wanted to ask them what they were thinking about hurting someone. What temptations do they face? I'd like to know so that I may fully understand them.