Chapter 65
Giselle looked at Jonathan like he had sprouted another head. “What’s wrong with you?”
They were nothing to each other now, yet he had the audacity to order her to go to the hospital with him. What gave Jonathan such courage?
She was so angry that she laughed instead. Her eyes flashed with scorn, a look that struck Jonathan like a painful blow.
He clenched his fists, and his eyes quickly filled with anger. “Giselle!”
He felt stupid now. At that moment, his body had acted before his mind could catch up.
His thoughts drifted back to their school days. Whenever Giselle was bullied, he was always there to protect her.
With his strength, it was impossible for him to get hurt. But back then, he would deliberately injure himself in obvious places just
to gain her concern.
Now, he was seeing the same Giselle before him, but there was coldness in her eyes. It made him choke up, and his heart throbbed with pain.
Chester had been observing the entire scene. He looked down at his phone to type a message, then raised his head and looked at
Jonathan coldly.
“I’ve asked someone to contact Charlotte. She’ll be more than happy to keep you company,”
“he said.
Jonathan’s expression darkened instantly. He gritted his teeth and said, “Uncle Chester, Charlotte and I are just friends!”
Chester responded with a casual hum, his tone dismissive. “I never said you weren’t friends.”
That simple remark left Jonathan speechless. In the end, the ambulance arrived to take him away.
Giselle and Chester walked out together. Occasionally, Chester’s gaze would drift toward her flat stomach.
Feigning casualness, he asked, “Ms. Stone, are you feeling unwell?”
Logically, a pregnant woman shouldn’t be engaging in such intense activity.
However, Giselle’s movement of hitting the burly man just now had been swift and decisive. It wasn’t the actions of someone who
was expecting a child.
Giselle glanced at him curiously but answered honestly, “No, I’m fine.”
Chester seemed about to say something but was interrupted by a phone call.
The call changed his plans abruptly.
Giselle, along with Jim and the others, headed back to Seaworth City. The backseat of the car was occupied only by her and
Yvonne. It was clear that Jim had arranged it this way on purpose.
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Giselle sat beside Yvonne without saying a word.
Once the car was on the highway, Yvonne broke the silence. “Will he go to jail?”
Yvonne was referring to the man Giselle had guessed.
“Yes,” Giselle replied, her voice firm.
an help keep his
The answer left Yvonne flustered. She quickly explained, “I went to the club with him willingly. Can’t from going to jail?”
Yvonne pleaded with Giselle, her eyes red and swollen.
Giselle turned to her and asked, “Do you think you’re the only one he deceived?”
The question made Yvonne’s tears flow freely again.
Giselle handed her a few tissues.
After Yvonne had calmed down, she said softly, “He’s the only one who has ever made me feel like a real person, not just a puppet
for others to control.”
She paused for a moment, then continued, “I don’t love him. I just wanted to escape that suffocating home. It didn’t matter who
helped me as long as someone would take me away.
Her father cheated, while her mother had a volatile temper and controlling nature. Yvonne was the innocent child caught in the
middle. Living in such an environment for so long had negatively affected Yvonne’s mental state.
She even developed a fear of her own mother. To her, it didn’t matter where she went as long as it meant escaping from that
home.
Giselle wasn’t surprised. The moment she saw Yvonne’s mother at the police station, she had already guessed the situation.
A domineering mother and a cheating father–inevitably, the one who suffered the most in this was the child.
