Shirley was in the sickbed, and after hearing what Jean had just said, she was more shocked than sick as she gazed at the woman standing in front of her with a complicated expression.
"Don't look at me like that. I never wanted to come here and see you in reality. If I had my way, I wouldn't be here at all." Jean felt somewhat embarrassed by her gaze. "But after your mother begged me so piteously, I agreed to come here and see you for her sake."
"My mother asked you for help?" Shirley was dumbstruck at the fact.
"Yeah." Jean nodded. "She asked so many people for help and no one agreed. Finally, she had no option but to come to us. It is due to her wishes that I asked Zed to come forward and persuade Ian to change your death sentence into life imprisonment. So, Shirley, from now onwards, your life is not only your own. You owe it to your mother too. In fact, you've owed it to her since the day you were born. I suggest you should not try to commit suicide again."
"But don't you hate my mother more than anything in the world? How is it possible that you promised to save my life to the woman in the world you despise the most?" Shirley looked at Jean suspiciously and asked.
"Of course I hate her more than anything!" Jean frankly admitted.
Zed, who was standing by her side, instantly frowned. He was afraid that Jean would tell Shirley the truth after which Shirley might get mad and might even end up hurting Jean.
"But after all, she is a mother and she was willing to beg me to save her daughter against all odds. To be honest, I was really shocked and moved at that time," Jean explained calmly.
"But I still can't believe that you helped me just because you were so moved by my mother's gestures. I mean, was it not you who had sent me to prison? Shouldn't you wish for me to die more than anyone else?" Shirley shook her head and looked at Jean in disbelief.
"Honestly, I don't care whether you are alive or not. For me, the right way to avenge Winner's death is to get you punished by law. Besides, even though neither of us wants to admit it, you are still my sister. And I am not that angry or ruthless to see you die and not make an effort to save your life."
Jean's expressions were unchanged even while she was stating something so sentimental.
"Sister? But I have never treated you as my sister. So I think, in all possible ways, I have failed your affection." Shirley laughed ironically as if she had heard a big joke.
"I don't care. The fact that you can understand your mother's love for you is enough for me," Jean indifferently replied.
Shirley was stunned. A complex expression flashed across her face. Finally, she sighed helplessly. "I'm really sorry for my mother. I never wanted her to be so worried. This was never supposed to happen. She wanted to cultivate me into a virtuous lady, but I not only failed her expectations, but also killed Winner, her beloved son..."
Speaking of this, Shirley's face was full of regret and self-reproach and her eyes turned a little red. "If only life could start all over again, how wonderful that would be!"
"Stop daydreaming! Just enjoy your life in prison!" Jean punctured the bubble of her daydreams mercilessly with a savage tone. "You know what, Shirley? To be very honest, I have always envied you so much, even to this date."
"What? You envy me?" Shirley could not help but laugh at Jean's words. "I can understand you being jealous of me for everything I had in life until this point. But now, Jean? Do you think I'm a complete fool? Either that, or you're over the top crazy! How can you envy a woman who is going to be imprisoned?" She stared at Jean in disbelief.
"No you dumb-o, not for this! I envy you for the fact that even after you killed Winner, your mother still loves you and cares about you just like she always does. And over that, she even begged everyone she could get in touch with to save you at any cost. I envy you for that. Even after you made such horrible mistakes, your mother just let bygones be bygones and still regards you as her beloved daughter without any complaints. You already have a mother like that. What else do you want?"
Jean explained her feelings. It was an intriguing idea.
'In order to save you, your mother even agreed to trade her life for yours and confessed to me that she killed my mother a long time ago.
She can give up money, freedom, and her whole life for you. Well, aren't you the happiest person ever?' Jean added this in her mind.
This time, Shirley was stunned again. After a long silence, she let out a deep sigh. "You are right. I have a mother who loves me very much. I'm really content as I should be with that knowledge."
Hearing Shirley say that, Jean smiled and shook her head gently. There were a lot of feelings in her heart right now.
Seeing Jean trying so hard to persuade Shirley and even becoming a little sad, Zed could not help but come forward and hold her to his chest. "Jean, don't envy her. You still have me. And you are going to be a mother soon. You should be happy. Please don't be sad."
When Shirley heard Zed's words, she looked at Jean in surprise. A complex expression flashed across her face.
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