Filed To Story: The Scarlet Vengeance: Justice of a Framed Beauty Novel (Grace & Jason)
“Will you tell me where they are?” asked Grace.
Jason suddenly sneered. “Didn’t you promise that you’d stand by me and not plead for that woman? Or did you not mean them?”
“Yes, I did promise I wouldn’t plead with you for them, but let me see them at least. Don’t keep me from knowing where they are!” said Grace.
“But Grace, so what if you know where they are?” Jason raised his hands and gently embraced Grace.
His movements were very gentle, and his voice seemed to be muttering sweet words. However, what he said made her heart sink.
“I won’t tell you where they are. They made the decision to stay there. Stay out of this. Since you said I matter the most to you, are you willing to hurt me again?”
Grace only felt her heart sinking deeper. It was as if there were two forces in her body tugging at her.
“Jay, is making your mother atone for her sins really what you want? This has burdened your mother over the years. There’s an unnamed memorial tablet in my mentor’s house. Mrs. Watts takes care of it. My mentor said it was because she did someone wrong and hasn’t had a day of peace in the past 20 years. Mrs. Watts has always regretted it. She turned vegetarian and prayed to Buddha, hoping that person can rest in peace. I think it’s probably your father. Mrs. Watts-“
“Stop!” interrupted Jason as he slowly released his arms. He put his hands on her shoulders and looked down at her, saying, “Don’t say another word if you don’t want to hurt me!”
His gaze made her throat dry. It was as if something was blocking everything she wanted to say. She could not say a word.
It was as if one more word would break a taboo and cause an irreparable rift in their relationship.
His gaze was telling her silently that he hated his mother very much.
The hatred was so overwhelming!
Someone seemed to be sobbing in the dark.
‘Who is it? Who’s crying?’
She tried desperately to push through the darkness and finally found a child sobbing non-stop.
It was a beautiful child with fair tender skin, black hair, and delicate features just like her favorite doll when she was little. Those beautiful peach blossom eyes were especially attractive.
‘Is this… Mick? No, it’s not Mick. It’s Jay. Was this Jay when he was little?’
Jay was wearing the same outfit she once saw in his photo album!
She ran up to him as fast as she could and held him in her arms. “Stop crying. Jay, stop crying!” She heard her voice say, then she heard the young voice saying…
“Ouch! It hurts!”
‘It hurts?’
“Where does it hurt?” she asked immediately. Then, she saw a great surge of red seeping out of the clothes on his chest. The bloodstain only grew bigger.
It was blood! He was bleeding!
Almost subconsciously, she pressed her hands to his chest, trying to keep the blood from seeping out so quickly but her hand began to be covered in blood too.
Just as she became terribly anxious, the scene changed again. Jay disappeared. Now, her mentor and his wife were smiling kindly at her.
“Grace, you can leave your child with us if you’re busy with work. We’ll take care of Jasper for you.”
Then, the scene changed. She was sorting out case files under a lamp. Mrs. Watts held out a bowl of soup and handed it to her. “Grace, come and have some soup. I’ve been cooking this soup for hours. It’s nutritious!”
“Mrs. Watts, thank you!”
“What’s there to thank me for? Your mentor and I have no children. You and Jasper are like our daughter and a granddaughter.”
At that moment, she only found Mrs. Watts’s eyes so gentle.
The scene changed again. She was ill in the hospital. Mrs. Watts had a bad leg but was limping around in the hospital. She helped her get water, go to the bathroom, and clean her.
Mrs. Watts said, “Just focus on getting better. I’m an old woman, but I can take care of you. All you have to do is get well and be safe.”
She had not recovered her memories and remembered her past at the time, but Mrs. Watts felt like a mother to her.
The scene continued to change, but now, Grace saw Mrs. Watts lying weakly on a broken bed. She had a high fever and was babbling while her mentor took care of her in a fluster.
She desperately wanted to get close to her mentor and his wife, but there seemed to be an invisible wall that prevented her from getting close.
“Mentor, Mrs. Watts… are you two okay? Mrs. Watts!” shouted Grace. Suddenly, she shuddered and opened her eyes. She was greeted by darkness.
It was a dream… She had a dream just now. She had a dream about Jay as a child, and she had a dream about her past with Mrs. Watts.
In her last dream, she saw Mrs. Watts lying on a broken bed… It was probably because of Terrence’s report during the day.
Mrs. Watts had a fever! However, Grace had no idea what was going on, let alone where her mentor and his wife were!
Just then, a voice suddenly rang in her ears. “Did you have a nightmare?’
Grace instantly froze, only feeling a shadow approaching her. She stared blankly at the person in front of her. It was Jay!
However, the room was dim at the moment. She could only see his figure but not his expression.
“What did you dream about?” he asked.
“N-Nothing. I don’t remember much,” she said vaguely.
‘Really?’ His eyes glimmered in the dark. He raised his hand to gently stroke her cheek. He knew what she had dreamt about.
She dreamed of him, that woman, and her mentor.
He could hear her calling his name, her mentor’s name, and… that woman’s name in her dream!
“I’m sorry I woke you up. I’ll go wash my face,” said Grace as she threw off the covers and went to the bathroom.
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