Exposing the Charade of Deep Affection (PDF) novel Chapter 49

Chapter 49 He was seriously injured in an attempt to save Ashley. 

My voice wasn’t loud, but the cemetery was only so big. The memorial was supposed to be quiet, and almost everyone around heard it. For a moment, all eyes turned to Ashley and Walter, whispering among themselves. 

Walter’s face was gloomy, he looked at me with a furrowed brow, momentarily speechless. 

“Tabatha, what nonsense are you spouting?” Ashley choked out at me, her eyes full of tears. “Dad just died, why are you starting to slander us? Haven’t you upset father enough over the years? The doctor said father was perfectly fine, it was your past shameful deeds that were exposed, making it known to the world, that caused father to be rushed into the emergency room.” 

She said this very loudly, her eyes red from crying, looking pitiful and full of sorrow. 

The incident from five years ago, even though I had a PR quickly handle it, was ultimately pushed onto the public platform. These people who usually had a good relationship with my father, it was impossible for them not to have noticed. 

It was fine when it wasn’t mentioned, but once it was brought up, everyone basically assumed that I was just like what was said online – willful, arrogant, shameless, and eloped with someone. 

I couldn’t bear the critical gazes of the crowd piercing me like ice daggers. For a moment, it felt as if I had been thrown into a frying pan, being tormented. I wanted to speak up and defend myself, but I was shaking so much that I couldn’t utter a word. 

Seeing me treated like this, my mother, in a fit of madness, picked up the burning paper money and threw it at Ashley, shouting at her. “You 

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wretch, I didn’t raise you for over twenty years just for you to bully my daughter. You ungrateful wretch, you killed my husband, and now you’re bullying my daughter. I’ll fight you to the end.” 

Saying this, the mother picked up a stone brick from the ground and hurled it at Ashley, acting as if she had gone mad, completely out of control. 

I didn’t react at all. By the time I did, all I heard was a scream. What I saw next was a hole in Walter’s head, blood was pouring out. Ashley was holding Walter’s bleeding head, crying her heart out. 

It wasn’t Ashley who got hurt, it was Walter. He really knew how to play the hero and save the damsel in distress. 

Mother was so frightened that she froze on the spot, the turner in her hand also dropped to the ground. 

“Get him to the hospital quickly.” Someone in the crowd shouted, and then Walter was helped away by a few people. 

Ashley also left. 

I watched the receding figure, somewhat dazed, walked to my mother’s side, supported her, and called out hoarsely, “Mom!” 

My mother turned to look at me, her eyes bloodshot, her voice trembling, “Tabatha, he’s not going to die, is he?” 

I shook my head, gently holding her and said, “No, don’t worry, he won’t die.” Even if he did die, I would give my life for my mother’s. 

Upon hearing my words, my mother burst into tears. 

Seeing the situation, Cory stood by, not knowing what to say. After a long while, he finally said helplessly, “Such a day, and it’s still turned out like this, sigh.” 

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My father had been laid to rest, and the mourners, after a farce, had all left. The surroundings were terrifyingly quiet. 

Yes, such days, still ended up like this, letting my father witness all of this happening before his eyes, my heart ached terribly. 

had promised him that I would take good care of our mother. 

After handling my father’s funeral and letting Cory take my mother back to the Conner family, I went straight to the hospital. 

Hospital. 

Outside the operating room, Ashley was squatting by the door, her hands covered in blood, crying so hard that her voice was hitching. Dale had also arrived, but not knowing what had happened, he could only pace back and forth anxiously. 

Upon seeing me, he hurriedly approached and asked, “Madam, what on earth happened? How did Mr. Hinton get such a serious injury?” 

“It was her, she’s the murderer, Dale, it’s Tabatha, she wanted to kill Walter.” Before I could even speak, Ashley, who was squatting on the ground, sprang up, pointing at me with a face full of resentment and 

accusation.