Chapter 200 My Mother Is the Culprit
âIs this your child?â The director looked at Rosalie with excitement and said to the person outside, âLet
him come in.â
Abel walked into the office and found everyone looking at him.
âAbellâ Rosalie exclaimed as she crouched down and hugged him. âMom missed you so much. Where
have you been these days? I couldnât find you no matter how hard I looked. You seared Mom to deathâ
Cicely died, and Edmond got into trouble again. She had also tried to find Abel, but he seemed to have
vanished into thin air. Apart from appearing on the day of the funeral, no one ever saw him again.
Rosalie knew he was fine, he must have been hiding somewhere. Now seeing him perfectly fine from
head to toe, she also breathed a sigh of relief.
âAbel, were you here to accompany Mom?â
In this cold and indifferent police station, she had no family, even the police officers sympathized with
her. She couldnât bear this feeling. and Abelâs appearance was like a flame, igniting all the hope in her
heart.
Abelâs little face wrinkled, and he pushed her away, taking a few steps back and increasing the
distance between them.
âAbelâ¦â Rosalie was somewhat bewildered.
âI didnât come to accompany you,â Abelâs small face was incredibly determined, âI came to be a
witness.â
âWitness?â
Rosalie froze all over.
Witness? What witness? Abel is going to be a witness too?
She suddenly looked toward Claudia, only to see a smile playing at the corner of her lips, strategizing
like a soulâreaping messenger from hell.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly had a bad premonition.
***
Yvette and Everett walked out of the courthouse.
âNow you are free,â Everett smiled bitterly.
Yvette touched the notebook in her pocket and nodded gently, âYes, I was free.â
After receiving the marriage certificate, she was so overjoyed that she couldnât sleep all night. However,
when she woke up the next day, all she had left was fear and worry. She had obtained the certificate
too hastily.
Without a proposal, without meeting the parents, they decided to spend their lives together like this.
She even started to worry, afraid that her family would find out, and even more afraid of being looked
down upon by her friends.
I donât know what Everett and the staff said, but she obtained the divorce certificate as easily as the
marriage certificate, yet her heart felt empty.
Looking at Everettâs profile, Yvette bit her lower lip and said, âIâm sorry about what happened
yesterday.â
A car stopped in front of them, and the door opened. Seeing the person inside, Everettâs face changed:
âMom! What are you doing here?â
After saying that, he stood in front of Yvette, looking nervous.
Seeing his subconscious gesture, Yvette felt a twinge in her nose and then lifted her chin, calmly
locking eyes with Everettâs mother.
Yolandaâs face was beaming with a smile, âWhatâs there to be nervous about? I could even eat you up,
my daughterâinâlaw!â
The sound of âwifeâ froze the two people in their tracks.
Especially Everett, his face turned pale and green alternately, looking strange.
Yolanda stepped forward and firmly grasped Yvetteâs hand, saying, âNow that we have the certificate,
she is officially part of our family, Everett. You must not bully her anymore. You should treat her as well
as your father treats me, understand?â
This sudden enthusiasm startled Yvette and also frightened Everett quite a bit.
âMom, why do you seem like a completely different personâ¦â he said, casually reaching out to touch
his momâs forehead to check her temperature, but she swatted his hand away.
âHow come I canât just have figured it out and let you two be?â Yolanda smiled lightly, but didnât show
her inner dissatisfaction.
If this hadnât happened, she wouldnât have agreed to them being together, but she didnât expect her son
to come out and get married to Yvette right away. Judging by the momentum, it seemed like it had been
planned in advance.
Was yesterdayâs incident intentional on her sonâs part?
Dissatisfaction and doubt surged in her heart, and she instructed Everett, âYou go home first. Your
father is angry right now. Hurry back and apologize, I will have a chat with your wife,â
Everett furrowed his brow as he recalled a conversation his mother had with Yvette several years ago.
After that one time, Yvette disappeared and later married another man.
Yolanda seemed to know what he was worried about and said lightly, âDonât worry, you two are married,
I wonât come between you.â
Married?
Yvette paused for a moment.
Everett took a deep look at Yvette, but he refused to leave and stood nearby, watching them.
âDid you hear about what happened yesterday?â Yolanda got straight to the point as she opened the
door. âKnowing about that and still being willing to marry Everett shows that you really love him.â
Yolanda smiled, but the smile didnât reach her eyes.
Coming out of the courthouse, most likely got married.
She looked down upon the act of making a lifelong commitment without first achieving success.
âNow that we have obtained the marriage certificate, letâs arrange for both sets of parents to meet as
soon as possible and have the wedding ceremony early. We canât delay any longer.â
Although Yolanda concealed it well, Yvette could still hear the irony in her words.
Yvetteâs lips flickered lightly as she calmly said, âI did not marry him.â
Yolanda paused and furrowed her brow, âSo, what were you doing at the courthouse?â
âDivorced.â
Divorce?
Yolanda widened her eyes and felt as cold as ice all over her body.
âYeah, divorce,â Yvette chuckled, her smile deepening at the sight of her. âA few days ago, he dragged
me to get married, and today we are here to exchange divorce certificates.â
Yolanda was shocked and covered her chest, her face turning pale, as they spoke so casually about
marriage and divorce.
Having obtained the certificate, she got divorced again. Doesnât that mean her Everett has already
been divorced once now?
She stared at Yvette blankly, and her heart grew colder and colder.
This woman had been divorced once, which was already bad enough. How could she have also tricked
Everett into getting divorced?!
âYou shouldnât have gotten divorced,â Yolanda took a deep breath and spoke in a flat tone, âGetting
married and then divorcing at such a young age, it doesnât reflect well on your reputation.â
Yvette sneered, âThanks for your concern, but I never cared about reputation.â
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Who cares about her, what she cares about is Everettâs reputation!
Suppressing the anger deep inside her, she forced a smile and said, âYesterdayâs incident had a
significant impact on Everett. I know you still have feelings for him. As long as you help him get through
this difficult time, I promise to give you whatever you want.â
When she heard her say that Everett had a significant impact on her, Yvetteâs heart tightened slightly.
She was indeed too impulsive yesterday. Thinking back on what happened yesterday, she was always
feeling guilty.
âEverettâs reputation had already affected the companyâs stocks, The Sherman family did not
acknowledge the engagement, and now it is precisely at this critical moment for Everett. If no one helps
him, he is afraid his whole life will be ruined.â
Yolandaâs voice choked, clearly suppressing something.
Yvetteâs heart was pounding.
If Everettâs mother had known that it was her who did it, she would probably have fought with her.
After thinking for a while, Yvette lowered her brows and bit her lower lip. âWhat should I do to help
him?â
***
In the police station, after listening to Abelâs account, Rosalie stood frozen in place.
âChild, is what you just said true?â Director Shen squatted in front of him and gently pinched his face,
âYou must not lieâ¦â
Abel lifted his little face, his stubborn eyes swollen and red like a little
rabbitâs: âI didnât lie, my mother is the murderer!â
âIt was her who picked up the vase from behind and smashed that beautiful lady, sir. My mother is a
bad person!â
Abel lifted his chin, and tears fell down âpitterâpatterâ.
The atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point.
The people present had different expressions on their faces.
No one wishes their parents were bad people.
It is difficult for not only a child but also an adult to stand up and identify their own mother.
It was both painful and agonizing
It is indeed too cruel to let such a young child face the harshness of life so quickly.
Claudia squatted down and hugged Abel, while Abel held onto
Claudiaâs clothes tightly, his mouth pouting as he burst into loud cries.
The last string in Rosalieâs mind snapped, and she couldnât believe that Abel would say such things.
Her lips trembled like chaff, and her heart beat violently.
A heartâwrenching roar, the sound was mournful and piercing.
âAbel, are you crazy? Do you even know what youâre talking about?â