My Perfect Marriage Was His Perfect Crime novel Chapter 76

"So what if I'm a bad woman? At least, I won't be bullied anymore."

I looked at Annie Blakely and reached out to fix her disheveled hair.

"Annie Blakely, thank you for taking care of me these past three years."

"Thank you for bribing the guards to break my leg so I could kneel in prison for three months."

"Thank you for letting those inmates bully me every day."

"Burning my hair with a lighter and rubbing my face on the ground."

"Thank you for making sure I never had a full meal or a good night's sleep in three years."

"Thank you for making every day in prison feel like living in hell."

Annie Blakely's eyes were filled with confusion. She tilted her head, but her gaze was directed at Carlos Kashton behind me.

"Carlos, what is she talking about? Annie doesn't understand."

Carlos frowned, seemingly contemplating whether what I said was true.

Annie Blakely's eyes filled with tears. She deliberately exposed the redness on her swollen face and hung her head as she said,

"Carlos, it hurts so much."

Her little followers immediately exploded, each of them gathering the courage to surround me, glaring at me with anger.

"Annie is so gentle and kind, how could she do such a thing? You must be making it all up!"

"Exactly, we live in a society ruled by law now. How could anyone bribe prison officials?"

Even Carlos stepped forward, grabbing my hand and looking at me with a face full of disappointment.

"Grace Hope, I know the past three years in prison haven't been easy for you, but there's no need to lie."

I sneered and looked at him with burning eyes, "Here we go again… Carlos Kashton, you always do this."

"No matter what she's done, just one drop of her tears, and you'll abandon all your principles."

Carlos Kashton stood beside Annie Blakely and reached out to protect her behind him.

"Grace Hope, have you had enough of this? I brought you here to apologize to Annie, not to cause trouble!"

Even Jack Kashton stood against me.

"You lying bad woman! You're not fit to be my mom! I want Aunt Annie to be my mom!"

I suddenly laughed.

A laugh that was especially ugly.

A laugh that made tears fall onto the ground.

"There's more, would you like to take a look?"

With that, I bent down, attempting to lift my skirt.

Carlos furrowed his brow and stopped my movement.

"Enough! Is it not humiliating enough for you?"

"I've seen your release report, the doctor said you have severe bipolar disorder."

"Now come with me to the hospital for treatment!"

Jack Kashton shrank into Annie Blakely's arms, as if terrified.

"Aunt Annie, I'm scared! I don't want a sick mom! I don't want her!"

Annie Blakely, hidden from view, flashed a smug smile at me.

Then, with tear-filled eyes, she looked at Carlos Kashton.

"Carlos, what should we do?"

"I heard that bipolar patients can't distinguish between family and strangers, and might even hurt themselves. It seems like my sister is already very severe."

I coldly watched as she guided everyone to look at me with sympathy, only finding it utterly ridiculous.