Chapter 49


    Chapter 49 He was gravely injured trying to save Moore


    My voice was quiet, but the cemetery was small and the memorial hushed. Almost everyone heard my


    words, and their eyes turned to Moore and Idris, whispers filling the air.


    Idris’s face darkened, his brows furrowed as he looked at me, momentarily at a loss for words.


    “Yvette, what are you bbering about?” Moore’s voice broke as she addressed me, her eyes


    brimming with tears. “Dad just passed away. Why are you using us of being responsible? Haven’t


    you upset Father enough over the years? The doctor said Father was doing fine. It was your past


    scandals being dug up and made public thatnded Father in the emergency room.“‘


    Her words rang out loud and clear, her tear–streaked face a picture of sorrow and innocence.


    The scandal from five years ago… Even though I had a PR team handle it swiftly, it was eventually


    thrust into the public eye. These people, who were close to my father, could not have missed it.


    If this had not been brought up, things would have been fine. Once it was, though, everyone seemed to


    agree with the inte’s portrayal of me; a willful, arrogant woman with no sense of shame who ran off


    with someone.


    I could not bear the icy, critical stares that felt like daggers piercing me. It felt like I was being thrown


    into a frying pan. I wanted to defend myself, but I was shaking so much I could not utter a word.


    Witnessing my predicament, my mother, in a fit of rage, snatched up the flowers and hurled them at


    Moore. She screamed at him, “You ungrateful wretch! I didn’t raise you for over twenty years just so


    you could torment my daughter. You’re nothing but an ungrateful wench. You caused my husband’s


    death, and now you’re tormenting my daughter. I won’t let you get away with this!”


    With that, she picked up a brick from the ground and swung it at Moore, her actions wild and


    uncontroble.


    I was too stunned to react. By the time I did, all I heard was a piercing scream. Then I saw a gaping


    wound in Idris’s head, blood streaming down Moore was clutching Idris’s bleeding head, his cries


    echoing with raw pain.


    The one who was hurt was not Moore, but Idris. He sure knew how to y the knight in shining armor.


    My mother was frozen in fear, the brick slipping from her hand and ttering to the ground.


    “Quick, get him to the hospital!” Someone in the crowd shouted, and then Idris was helped away by a


    few people.


    Moore also left


    I watched their retreating figures, feeling dazed. I walked over to my mother, steadied her, and called


    out in a hoarse voice,” Mom!”


    My mother turned to look at me, her eyes bloodshot, her voice trembling. “Yvette, he won’t… He won’t


    die, will he?”


    I shook my head, gently holding her as I said, “No, don’t worry. He won’t die.” Even if he did, I would


    give my life to help my mother out.


    Hearing my words, my mother finally broke down in tears.


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    Uncle Marcus, witnessing this scene, stood by, at a loss for words. After a long silence, he said


    helplessly, “What a day, and it turns out to be like this…”


    My father had beenid to rest, and the mourners had all left after the spectacle. The silence around us


    was deafening.


    Yes, what a day indeed, letting my father witness all this from beyond. The pain in my heart was


    unbearable.


    I had promised him that I would take good care of my mother.


    Once my father’s funeral was taken care of, I had Uncle Marcus escort my mother back to the Scotts.


    Then, I headed straight to the hospital. Outside the operating room, Moore was hunched over, her


    hands smeared with blood. Her sobs were so intense that his voice was breaking


    Mr. Zachary was there too, pacing back and forth in distress, clueless about what had transpired. Upon


    seeing me, he rushed


    Chapter 49 He was gravely injured trying to save Moore


    over. “Mrs. Young, what on earth happened? How did Mr. Young end up so severely injured?”


    “It’s her. She’s the killer, Mr. Zachary. It’s Yvette. She’s trying to murder Idris.”


    Before I could utter a word, Moore sprang up from the ground, pointing at me usingly, his face


    twisted with hatred.


    Mr. Zachary looked at me, his gaze filled with confusion. I knew he was here to gather information to


    report back to Madam Young. After a pause, I confessed, “I was the one who hurt Idris.”


    Mr. Zachary was taken aback, his eyebrows furrowed. “What… What’s going on? How did this…”


    Before he could finish, the operating room door swung open.


    The doctor addressed us. “The patient is stable, he’s conscious, and the wound has been stitched. Just


    ensure it doesn’t get wet. The family shouldplete the hospital admission procedures. After a two–


    day observation, if all goes well, he can be discharged.”


    “No need.” Idris’s deep voice echoed from the operating room. His head had been cleaned and


    bandaged. He addressed the doctor. “I don’t need to be hospitalized.”