Three Years Later, He Came Back Begging novel Chapter 135

A three-year-old kid doesn't know much except how to cry. Jasper couldn’t really tell right from wrong. All he understood was that his mom was in trouble and he couldn’t stand it.

He launched himself at Bonnie, punching and kicking, his little face scrunched up as he choked out, "Stop hurting my mommy! I’ll hit you! I’ll hit you…"

The whole scene felt so ridiculous that Bonnie’s eyelid wouldn’t stop twitching. She glanced around, noticing people in the crowd snapping photos and shooting videos on their phones. Some of them ducked away when they saw her watching.

Bonnie had to struggle to get her coat sleeve free from Hannah’s grip. Hannah tried to grab her again, but Bonnie shook her off with a frown. She didn’t even use much strength, but Hannah stumbled back with her son in her arms like she’d been thrown, crying out in pain.

People naturally take the side of whoever looks weaker. Bonnie heard someone in the crowd murmur, annoyed, “How can she do that? Messing around with someone’s husband… The wife and kid showed up, and she still dares to fight back…”

The murmurs and judgments buzzed in and out of Bonnie’s ears, the voices drilling into her head. Once she finally broke free, she spun around and tried to hurry away.

Behind her, Hannah’s sobs were loud and wrenching. Hannah cried out, “Even if I could leave him, what about our kid? My son needs his father! Bonnie, how could you be so selfish, so cruel?”

Bonnie just pretended not to hear any of it. She tried to slip through the circle of onlookers, but nobody stepped aside. Strangers, old acquaintances, even coworkers she barely knew, all stared at her with these uncomfortable, judging looks.

No one helped. No one made room for her to escape.

She’d thought she could handle this calmly, but being watched by all those skeptical, curious, or downright disapproving eyes made her feel a little flustered. Still, she refused to explain herself. It was just like three years ago, when she’d tried to argue with people and all anyone said was, “Why are you so defensive?”

All Bonnie wanted right now was to disappear, to vanish into the rain and get as far away from the chaos as she could.

But whispers seemed to come from every direction, washing over her like a wave.

She saw somebody help Hannah and her crying child up. The looks they threw her way were already full of blame and criticism. Bonnie realized that by tomorrow—or maybe even by tonight—the whole building would be buzzing about the scandal that had exploded right here.

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