Patricia had to zip it, not daring to make a peep, but one could tell she was still feeling salty about it.
She just couldn't wrap her head around the fact that Sophia was actually Yolanda; the girl who, in her mind, was never fit to see the light of day. How could that chick possibly be the Frost family's long-lost daughter they'd been searching for over two decades?
The others had already tuned Patricia out, all eyes shifting to Marian who'd just been called out. Marian was still curled up on the couch, head down, not moving an inch.
Martin, with a face like thunder, marched over, grabbed her arm, and yanked her up, ripping off the bracelet that belonged to Yolanda from her wrist, and gave her the cold eye, "Spill the beans, how'd you get this bracelet?"
Marian's eyes were brimming with tears, but she defiantly looked up at him, "I don't know. I've been wearing it since I can remember."
"You're still lying!" Martin's grip on her arm tightened, "How did you get it?"
"I just don't know," Marian's eyes reddened, but her gaze didn't waver.
"When did you find out that Sophia was Yolanda?" Martin switched up his interrogation tactic.
But Marian just stubbornly and tearfully locked eyes with him, "I never knew she was Yolanda."
Martin looked at her icily, "Then how would you explain about the paternity test?"
"How should I know?" Marian's eyes got even redder, "We went to get tested together, you took the hair from my head, how could I have known it would turn out this way?"
After breaking free from Martin's grip with all her strength, she looked around at the Frost family members with tearful accusation, "You're all blaming me; what did I do to deserve this? You were the one who asked me to impersonate Yolanda to appease your grandpa."
Pointing at Martin, Marian continued, "I saw your filial piety, left my life behind and kindly came over to play this charade with you, and now you're all questioning my motives. You all told me what Yolanda was like as a child, so many details matched my own childhood, and I've had this bracelet for as long as I can remember. Even this house feels strangely familiar, all these things made me doubt whether I could be Yolanda, which is why I insisted on a retest.
The initial test said I was Yolanda. I was your daughter, your granddaughter; do you have any idea how ecstatic I was? I had accepted my identity as the Frost daughter, and then out of the blue, you drag me to retest and tell me I'm not Yolanda, did you even consider my feelings? I'm also a victim here. I finally found a family, began to feel at home, only to be told I'm not one of you; what did I do wrong? Why should I have to deal with this rollercoaster of emotions and your suspicions?"
By the end of her outburst, Marian was totally unhinged, sobbing her heart out, only to collapse on the floor, a heartbreaking sight.
Gerald, Rachel and Louis were caught off guard by her pitiful weeping, looking at her with a mix of emotions.
Martin was left speechless, his face ashen with the accusation hanging over him.
Patricia, who'd grown fond of Marian, couldn't stand to see her cry and spoke up in her defense, "She’s right. She didn't do anything wrong; it's not her fault the test results were messed up. She's a victim too; she just found her family and lost them again."
Her words left Louis with no comeback. The test with Sophia's hair was just speculation, no one had proof it was done on purpose. Helplessly, he looked towards Brandon.
To him, Brandon seemed to know the real score, so he was the one Louis could only turn to for help.
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