Yvette Aston’s body trembled intensely.
Requests, what kind of requests should she make.
"Go to sleep." Having released Yvette Aston, Henry Jennings spoke with a hoarse voice.
Yvette Aston ran back to her room in fear, closing the door heavily.
Leaning against the corner, Yvette Aston slowly slid down to the floor.
She bit her own fingers hard, sowhat unable to control herself, her hands already numb and beyond her control.
What should she do... she couldn’t forget the experience of that night.
She felt like she could never escape that shadow and hell.
Those people ruined her...
Raising her hand to pull her hair, Yvette Aston’s breathing beca increasingly rapid.
Over the years, she had felt hatred, anger, and had even lost control.
Why, why did they treat her this way, what had she done wrong!
What choice did she have, why did everything retaliate against her.
She madly wanted revenge, wanted to drag them into hell together.
But things like conscience... why did it have to be planted on her.
Why was she subjected to condemnation, why did she have to be saddened, why did she repeatedly deny herself, thinking it was her fault, blaming herself for taking twenty years of Charlotte Sumrs’ life, thinking that everything was her fault.
She had brought it upon herself!
Why did she have to repeatedly bend over backwards for her child, for everyone, doing things she didn’t want to do.
Why was it so tiring.
She desperately wanted release, during the episodes, even breathing felt heavy, she felt difficulty breathing, felt asphyxiated, she tried desperately to save herself.
Her inner self was struggling, she didn’t want to die, but her body kept chanically simulating countless ways of dying.
What should she do...
Who could save her.
She curled up her body tightly, Yvette Aston gripped her hair fiercely.
No one could save her, everyone wished to give her a brutal kick while she’s in the abyss.
In the darkness, no light would appear.
There wouldn’t be anyone who would truly be willing to reach out to her.
The phone rang, it was Caden Sumrs calling.
Yvette Aston slid her stiff fingers across the screen, but could not answer, her fingers were numb, like hands frozen for a long ti.
Tears dripped onto the screen, making the phone increasingly sluggish.
Yvette Aston frantically wiped the phone on herself and slowly answered, "Bro..."
She forced herself to hold back her collapsing emotions, her voice was hoarse.
She couldn’t let Caden Sumrs worry.
"Yvette, have you slept?" Caden Sumrs asked in a quiet voice.
"No..."
"Today the hospital called, saying Sumrs’ condition isn’t serious, we need to observe for a while, and when he grows a bit older, we might opt for a minor surgery, we still have ti to save up, don’t let yourself suffer outside."
Caden Sumrs wanted to tell Yvette Aston to co back and not do things that make her unhappy.
Actually, Caden Sumrs could guess why the hospital was suddenly so attentive, even the hospital director and chief had personally called him.
Surely Yvette Aston found Sumrs’ biological father, who must have strong power and status.
"Bro..." Yvette Aston took a deep breath and chuckled lightly. "It’s okay, I temporarily... can’t co back, I’ll still send you my salary monthly."
"Yvette." Caden Sumrs remained silent, then opened his mouth again. "Who is he?"
He wanted to know who Sumrs’ father was.
Who that man was.
"Henry Jennings..." Yvette Aston raised her head, trying hard to hold back tears.
Caden Sumrs was silent again.
Henry Jennings.
Caden Sumrs had an impression of him, a man as famous as Ethan Grant.
He was also present at the trial site five years ago.
"The wealthy have tricks... we can’t play those gas, Yvette, I can support you both now, I’m working as a bodyguard at Lockwood Family with a monthly wage of thirty thousand, she pays generously, I can take care of you two no problem." Caden Sumrs wanted Yvette Aston to return.
Following Henry Jennings, what good could co of it, nothing but selling herself.
"Bro, I can’t co back temporarily, Holly needs help here, take good care of Sumrs, take good care of yourself..." Yvette Aston bit her fingers hard.
Returning now wasn’t about the money, it was about whether the Aston Family and Grant Family would let her go.
As long as the Aston Family and Jayden Grant don’t trouble Sumrs, it’s okay for her to hide outside.
"Henry Jennings... does he treat you well?" Caden Sumrs had already guessed, Yvette Aston was involved with Henry Jennings.
"He... treats quite well." Yvette Aston thought for a mont, opened her mouth again. "Really quite well, actually Henry Jennings... as long as you go along with his ideas, he’s quite generous."
She rembered Henry Jennings pursuing her, really using money heavily, millions worth of jewelry bought and given without hesitation.
However, having lived twenty years of wealthy life in the Aston Family, she was at least unlikely to warp her values with money in terms of material things.
Yvette Aston could also understand why Stellan Aston was so persistent in wanting to destroy her, destroy everything of hers.
Because Stellan Aston knew all the brilliance about her was given by the Aston Family.
So he thought the Aston Family had the right to take it all back.
"If you feel wronged, co back." Caden Sumrs didn’t have the ability to protect his sister well, he didn’t know what he could do.
"Okay..." Yvette Aston felt a bit nervous. "Sumrs... has Sumrs fallen asleep?"
Caden Sumrs entered the room, called out to Sumrs. "Mommy’s on the phone."
"Mommy! I miss you so much." Sumrs excitedly ran over and spoke to Yvette Aston. "Mommy, Uncle Christopher bought lots of toys and snacks, Daddy asked him to buy them, I didn’t want them at first, but since Daddy bought them, I want to keep them..."
Sumrs was seeking Yvette Aston’s approval.
Yvette Aston could tell, Sumrs genuinely liked Ethan Grant.
"Ethan Grant... asked Christopher to visit our Sumrs?" Yvette Aston choked, asked softly, a cry mingled with gentleness and laughter. "Our Sumrs must be too adorable, that’s why he likes Sumrs."
Sumrs was very happy. "Mommy, I like Daddy too."
"Mommy, when are you coming back, I miss you so much."
"Mommy, Daddy said he went to Montville too, are you together?"
Curling up in the corner, Yvette Aston cried until her whole body trembled.
She bit her fingers tightly, and spoke with difficulty. "Mm... I’m together with him."
Inexplicably, she lied to the child.
Sumrs’ voice revealed too much delight.
"Mommy, I miss Daddy too." Sumrs was a bit excited. "Can I talk to Daddy?"
"Sumrs..." Yvette Aston thought for a long ti, finally spoke. "Ethan Grant is not your Dad, but... I’m with your real Dad now."
On the other end, Sumrs was silent.
After a mont, Sumrs spoke. "Is Daddy strong? Can he protect Mommy?"
Yvette Aston took a deep breath. "He can..."
"Then can I et Daddy?" Sumrs was sowhat expectant.
Yvette Aston froze for a mont, instinctively felt a tightness in her heart.
Sumrs wanted to et Henry Jennings, but Henry Jennings, did he have any intention of eting Sumrs?
"Mommy... could you ask for Daddy’s opinion?"
On the other end, Sumrs seed disappointed.
After a while, he spoke childishly. "Mommy, it doesn’t matter if Daddy doesn’t want to see , having Mommy is enough for , Uncle can protect us."
Yvette Aston held the phone, remained silent for a very, very long ti.
After coaxing Sumrs to sleep, Yvette Aston hung up the phone, gathered her courage to open the door to see if Henry Jennings had gone to sleep.
Henry Jennings was still sitting in the living room, obviously he had no intention of going to sleep.
"Not... not sleeping?" Yvette Aston hid behind the grill, asked.
"Co here." Henry Jennings saw Yvette Aston hadn’t slept, his voice was deep.
Yvette Aston went over and poured him a cup of warm water.
"Is there sothing?" Henry Jennings noticed Yvette Aston hesitating to speak.
"Can... I make a request?" Yvette Aston cautiously looked at Henry Jennings.
Henry Jennings sat up straight. "You can."
Any request you make is okay.
"Could... you et Sumrs?" Yvette Aston nervously looked at Henry Jennings, quickly waved her hand. "I’m not... not asking you to acknowledge Sumrs, just... the child wants to, wants to et Dad... I... I’m not..."
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