I dodged Yvette’s hand quickly, moved to the back of the table, and kicked a stool toward her. She tripped over it and fell to the floor embarrassedly. Shortly afterward, Scarlett came back to her senses. She let out a wail and wanted to throw a punch at me.
“B*tch, how dare you hit me? Even your dad never hit me!”
I dogged her by running around the counters and grabbed the chance to slap her again. With that, I said coldly, “Yes, I hit both of you. One of you is a homewrecker who drove Amelia away, while the other is a stepdaughter who is only a month younger than me. As the daughter of my dad’s legal wife, I have the right to punish you two for ruining my family.”
I kept the words in my heart for many years and never told anyone. I could still vividly remember the day when Scarlett brought Yvette to our mansion unashamedly. At that moment, I was despondent, for their presence cruelly destroyed my life and happiness.
“B*llshit, your mom was the homewrecker instead. Also, our dad drove her away because she made a mistake. What did it have to do with us?” Once Scarlett finished, she randomly grabbed a bottle on the counter and flung it at me.
I could hardly stand it whenever someone defamed. Although the bottle was near my face, I was unperturbed and wanted to slap Scarlett again. The next moment, someone gripped my wrist forcefully, so much so that I almost lost my balance and fell to the floor.
“Yvonne, what are you doing?” It was Lyle’s voice. He bellowed at me right away without even asking me what transpired.
I turned around and saw Crystal standing behind him. This time, she only stood still gracefully and didn’t provoke me.
“Lyle, you came at the right time. Can you stop Yvonne from making trouble? She stole some goods here and was caught. When we offered to help her, she declined and even hit my mom.”
Initially, Yvette had lifted a beer bottle and was about to smash it on my head. At this moment, her expression changed swiftly. She put down the bottle gently, covered her face, and held Scarlett’s shoulder helplessly.
“Indeed. Can you teach your wife to behave herself? She has brought shame to all of us.” Scarlett forced out a smile as she spoke. However, since she was furious earlier on, her face was contorted and looked like an old witch now.
“Was there any misunderstanding? Yvonne wouldn’t steal.” To my surprise, Lyle glanced at me for a moment and spoke up for me.
“Why wasn’t it possible? As you see, even police officers are here.” Scarlett said while pointing at the policemen.
“Well… Yvonne, do you lack anything lately? If you need anything, please feel free to tell us. I happened to have organized a painting exhibition recently and made some money. So, I can offer you some help,” Crystal said smilingly.
“Yvonne, what happened?” Lyle asked doubtfully and frowned. At that moment, I could sense the contempt and bewilderment in his eyes.
I felt that it was a waste of time talking to them. As such, I lifted my bag and said coldly, “I didn’t steal. Since I’m not a trustworthy woman to you, you can ask the police instead.”
With that, I turned around and left the shop furiously. Given my understanding of Lyle, I could tell that he had partially bought into their lies. Hence, I wasn’t interested in explaining to him, even if he treated me as a thief now.
“Wait, Yvonne!” Lyle came up to me and gazed at my bag. “Today is your dad’s birthday. Did you buy the gift for him?”
I wouldn’t tell Lyle that I bought it for Christopher. As such, I fell silent and didn’t respond to his question. A moment later, he took out a pile of cash from his wallet and said, “I’m sorry. I was busy lately and forgot to give you some living expenses. Anyway, please take the money to solve your problem.”
He probably thought it was logical that I stole because I didn’t have a job or money. I glanced at him in disdain and wanted to continue leaving. Furthermore, I didn’t need his money to make ends meet, for I already had a job.
“Yvonne, please don’t put up a tough front,” Lyle yelled curtly.
