Chapter 101 Nonsense

“But my love for all of you has always been true!” Harriet struggled to get up, knelt, and looked up at Morgan with tears in her eyes. “Morgan, I’m your stepmother. I took care of you after your mother died. I don’t need anything, but please have mercy on me for old times’ sake. Please don’t call the police. I’m willing to become a nun and pray for your mother.”

“In your dreams!” Morgan spat. “You’re a killer! I don’t want you defiling the monastery. You killed our mother, and we will never forgive you. If you want to repent, there’s a good place that’s all the rage now. Hell.”

“No, no, no!” Harriet crawled over to Robert and held his hands, swinging them as hard as she could. “Rob, Rob! I’ve always loved you, Rob. That’s why I did something so stupid! Rob, please, I’ve loved you my whole life. I gave my youth to you and your sons. Please have mercy on me. Don’t send me to jail!” She shook her head, tears streaming down her cheeks. “Rob, please, I don’t want to go to jail. That’s a terrible place! Rob, please, have mercy. I’ve loved you my whole life, Rob. Please!”

She didn’t sleep the whole night, and she spent all her time in terror. Before she was married to Rob, she was the young miss of the Bransons, and after she was married, she had servants tending to her every need. She had never even washed her clothes before, and jail would be hell for her. That’s no place for humans. I’ve lived my whole life as a queen. I’ll die in days if I get sent there. She didn’t want to die. She still hadn’t seen all life had to offer.

It’s better being the madam of the Wendels. My every need is seen to, and I can have whatever I want. I can go wherever I want too. If I feel like it, I can get my friends and play some badminton or golf. We can also go swimming, working out, shopping, or going to the spa. I’m just in my forties. If I keep myself well, I can live this life for a lot more years. But I’ll have nothing if I get sent to jail. I’ll have to stay in a cramped place and live a life of austerity. Life will be a torture. When she was locked up the night before, she felt like banging her head against the wall as she was filled with regret.

I was living the life, but why did I have to come and torment Crystal? If I just stayed home, none of this would have happened. I would have lived my life as it was. Whatever happens between Angie and Crystal has nothing to do with me. Why did I have to be this stupid?

She didn’t manage to torment Crystal, but she paid for her foolishness, and the price was her life. She regretted that, but it was too late for it. All she could do was put her faith in Robert and hope that he would let her off the hook for old times’ sake. Please don’t call the cops on me. I don’t want to get jailed.

“Do you really love me?” Robert looked at her. He was having mixed feelings about it. “Do you know what love is, Harriet?”

“I really love you, Robert. I’ve only ever loved you,” she said through tears. “I fell for you the moment I laid eyes on you, but you were my sister’s boyfriend, so I didn’t say anything. I know that was wrong, but I couldn’t control myself. I tried to love someone else, but I couldn’t. You’re the only one I love, and I can’t love anyone else.”

Robert snorted, and his voice broke. “You say you love me, and yet you killed the woman I love most. You put me in a world of agony, and you call that love?”

“I didn’t want this. I didn’t.” Harriet shook her head tearfully. “I didn’t do anything to her. I just bumped into that by accident. Please, Rob, that was all a coincidence. You have to believe me. I never wanted to hurt her. She was just unlucky. Her falling down was an accident. I had nothing to do with it! I swear!”

“You can stop now,” Robert said sadly. “Cindy told us everything last night. Your sister kept calling for help and tried to get to her bed after she fell down. She wanted to get her cell phone to call someone to help her, but you barged in and closed the door. Then you locked it and held your sister down. You stopped her from getting any help, and you even covered her mouth to make sure of it. Your sister kept bleeding and bleeding until she died.”

“No! That’s a lie! She’s lying!” Harriet shook her head violently. “That’s a lie, Rob! Trust me! That’s not what happened!”

“If that’s a lie, why did you give her so much money over the years then?” There was pain in Robert’s eyes. “Cindy saw you going upstairs, so she got you some fruits. When she came to your sister’s bedroom, she was about to knock on the door, but then she heard your sister calling for help before that call for help was abruptly stopped. All she could make was muffled sounds. Cindy was shocked, and she kept quiet for a long time. About ten minutes later, you opened the door and went out to ask for help, but your sister was already dead by then.”

The more he said, the more agonizing it was for him. “After your sister’s death, Cindy came to you. She knew when you went into the room, so if she called the cops, they would know you murdered your sister. You were terrified, so you gave her a lot of money to shut her up, while she testified that your sister was already dead when you went into the room. You conspired with her and killed both my wife and my unborn daughter!”

He couldn’t hold back his emotions anymore. Robert kicked Harriet away and hurled a teacup at her. “I will never forgive you, Harriet! Never! Michael, call the cops! I want her arrested! I will make her pay for killing your mother and unborn sister!”

“Yes, Dad,” Michael answered and took his phone out.

“No, Rob, please!” Harriet crawled back to Robert despite the shards of teacup cutting her. She hugged his leg tightly, bawling her eyes out. “I didn’t mean it, Rob! I didn’t. The devil took over me that day! But I didn’t push her down! She fell over herself! She was already down when I got in, and there was blood everywhere.

She would have died even if she asked for help! She was just unlucky she died! Fate wanted her dead right there and then. I had nothing to do with it! I swear! Please have mercy on me, Rob. I beg of you. I don’t want to go to jail. That’s a cruel place! Please, Rob. Have mercy on me. I’ve loved you all my life! Please, have mercy just this once, Rob!” owns © this.