I was his allergen she was his cure what if this allergen turns lethal? novel Chapter 95

Chapter 3

“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.

Chapter 3

A laugh that made tears fall onto the ground.

This is the man I loved, this is the child I risked my life to give birth to.

I was the one who had always been by their side, yet not a single one of them stood by me

I had promised myself not to be sad for them anymore, but why does my heart still hurt so much?

How interesting.

I scanned the faces of the people present, finally resting my gaze on Carlos Kashton.

“You’ve never believed what I’ve said. Well, today, let me show you what this woman has done!”

I tore off the wig I had paid a lot of money for from the prison guard, pulled off the hairnet, exposing my burn-scarred neck and decaying scalp

in front of them.

Carlos used to love my long hair that reached my waist, and Annie Blakely had always been resentful of me, a mere substitute, after she went

abroad for her studies.

She was sure I wouldn’t dare to show everyone my wounds.

But she forgot that the Grace Hope who spent three years in prison wasn’t the same as the timid Grace Hope from three years ago.

I wasn’t afraid of losing anymore.

Because there was nothing left for me to lose.

I looked at the crowd, whose expressions were all different, and forced out a particularly ugly smile.

“What’s wrong? Can’t bear to look?”

“There’s more, would you like to take a look?”

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

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