Chapter 144:

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“Who’s sick?” said Susan.

She was putting on a mask when she heard Cohen Sutton’s screams. She ran out of the room, “Who’s in the hospital?”

Cohen turned to give her a look. He looked dismayed, but quickly calmed down, “My daughter!”

“Your daughter?” Susan was taken aback, “Since when do you have a daughter?”.

Cohen walked into the study room and pulled out a document. He handed it to Susan, “Sue, you are now free. As of today, you are free to go. We’ve been together for many years. Even if it was because of the contract, I’m very grateful to you for being with me. It’s time to give you your freedom back.”

Susan looked at the document in disbelief. Indeed, it was the contract. She didn’t believe he would let her go and give her freedom. But… She was pregnant and it was his child! She always thought about leaving him, but she couldn’t believe her ears and was surprised when he actually let her go.

“What, you don’t want to leave?” Cohen smiled. As usual, he had a wicked grin. “Weren’t you always thinking about that man? I let you go, now go with him!”

Susan was still in shock as she took the contract from his hand. She signed that contract for her mother back then. She felt no joy at having her freedom back, not even when that contract was now in her hands. Instead, she felt melancholy: “Why are you letting me go?”

“For my daughter’s sake!” Cohen smiled. “I don’t want my daughter to know I have a wife! I want to be a good father, I owe my daughter too much!”

“Is this the only reason?” asked Susan.

“I’m going to the hospital. My daughter just had a miscarriage and I want to bring her into the Sutton family. I’ll give you this house and make sure Keegan Fox hands you a check later.”

“I don’t need it!” Susan took a deep breath, “I’ll leave. Thank you for giving me my freedom back.”

“Goodbye!” Cohen turned and shouted, “Keegan, to the hospital. Now.”

Susan was left alone in the mansion. She patted her belly.

She was pregnant with Cohen’s child. She thought about having an abortion, but the doctor told her it was risky for her age.

If the abortion didn’t go well, she could never get pregnant again.

At the MH Residence.

William knocked on the door and Darcy Mclean opened the door. Before she could react, William entered the room in a frightening manner.

Riley was right behind him. Darcy was confused, wondering what had happened. William was already standing in the middle of the living room and looked angry.

William’s suit was in a tangle, he didn’t look as neat and gentlemanly as usual.

Darcy thought about it, maybe Sherry had had a miscarriage? William’s eyes were bloodshot. His gaze was furious and burning, like a searchlight probing the night sky.

He glanced at Darcy and then fixed his gaze on Lucille, who was on the couch. Lucille only then realized that someone was here.

She shuddered and was already very frightened by the loud noises William made as he entered the house. She hugged a pillow to protect herself and trembled with fear. She hid her face behind the pillow and only her eyebrows were visible. She looked at William in fear.

William looked at her the whole time. Then he stared at Darcy. He was enraged and exploded with more fury as he howled, “Mi4rda, she hurt herself and was admitted to the mental hospital for it, but you guys told me she was sexually abused. Darcy, why did you and Liam lie to me? Reggie Kelly didn’t do anything, did he?”

Darcy was shocked. She was concerned, but held her ground, “I don’t know what you’re talking about!”

“You sure are a good actress! Keep acting!” said William sarcastically. He scoffed, “Go on!”.

Darcy knew William was here to patch things up with her and her sister. She stepped forward and stood in front of the couch. She said righteously, “I’m warning you, don’t hurt my sister! Her body is very fragile, so let’s talk outside and not scare her anymore!”

“Hmph!” William pushed Darcy away and stood right in front of Lucille. “I have something to ask her, I don’t care if she’s doing well or not! Lucille, you’d better wise up. You dare to hurt yourself, but don’t you dare to face the truth?”

“Ah! Don’t burn me!” Lucille trembled, repeating the same thing.

William took her hand and gripped her wrist tightly. Her wrist was as thin as paper, but William only laughed, “Burn you? Who burned you? Tell me.” He stared at Lucille and grabbed her chin, “Lucille, open your eyes and look at me. Damn woman, you’re burning yourself, you’re beating yourself up and acting crazy. Stop acting! Sexual abuse? It’s a joke. You hurt yourself until you’re like this and yet you blame someone else for it! You’re a born actress! Let me take a good look at you. Are you really crazy or are you just acting?” Lucille was so scared that she even forgot to scream after William yelled at her.

Her big eyes were full of fear. She could only look at William. Although, it really looked like he didn’t know what was going on. Darcy, who almost fell down after being pushed, quickly interfered, “William, stop provoking her, she’s really mentally ill! She’s not acting, how could she be admitted to the mental hospital if she wasn’t insane? Is a normal person going to burn her hand? Is she going to harm herself? William, get mad at me. Stop hurting my sister.”

“Am I hurting her?” William scoffed. “What have I done to hurt her, she was the one hurting me! Darcy, you say she’s crazy. Then what about you, are you crazy too? Why did you lie?”

“I didn’t lie!” growled Darcy sheepishly. “William, I’m not going to argue with you here. My sister is scared, please let her go!”

At that moment, Jesse Wood and the nurses approached upon hearing the noises. They were shocked by the horrible scene. But Jesse seemed delighted to see Lucille so frightened.

Jesse looked at the frightened Lucille. He watched the expression in her eyes and realized that her eyes were as calm as the sea even after being yelled at so loudly. She was no longer shaking severely. Jesse was elated because it meant that Lucille still had a chance to recover from her madness.

“Lucille, can you hear me? Why did you hurt yourself? Why? Tell me why.”

“William, don’t get so excited, you’re scaring my sister! Come on outside, we’ll talk outside.” Darcy reached over and grabbed William.

William pulled his hand away and grabbed Lucille’s chin again. He shouted angrily at her, “Why did you divorce Reggie after you married him? Why don’t you appreciate the people around you? Why?” Lucille’s body was listless and not screaming at all.

Her eyes seemed to lose focus and she turned her head toward William. She frowned and lowered her head.

William yelled again, “Why don’t you say anything, why don’t you yell? Start yelling again.”

“William, don’t be like that. My sister loved you very much!” said Darcy in grief, “She really loved you!”

“She loved me? What a joke! I don’t need her love,” howled William angrily.

He abruptly let go of Lucille and she fell onto the couch. She grunted and curled into a ball.

“Darcy, why did you lie to me? You knew she was the one hurting herself and yet you told me that Reggie had sexually abused her. Why?” yelled William at Darcy as he walked towards her.

He was shaking with anger and his eyes were more bloodshot than before.

“I was so miserable because of your lies and I had to atone for sins I did not commit, Darcy, I was wrong and I did not treat Lucille right then. But now there is no more reason to redeem myself because you lied to me. From now on, I no longer owe anything to the Mclean Family, I will no longer care about you, it will be none of my business if you or she dies!”

“But my sister became like this because of you! She divorced Reggie because of you!”

“Why don’t you claim that the Iraq war is happening because of me too? Darcy, stop making plans. Don’t think I don’t know how twisted you can be,” William said. The expression in his eyes was as cold as ice, “My principle is that I will never hit a woman. But not today.”

“William!” Darcy panicked, was he really…? William turned his hand sharply toward Darcy and his cheek turned red from the blow. “William, how dare you hit me!” Darcy was still struggling to tell the truth.

She let her sister out of the ward, but who knew her sister would run into some punk while she was wandering around. It was an accident.

“You let Lucy out and let her get lost on purpose so I could take care of her, didn’t you? You’ve fooled me twice and there won’t be a third. Shame on me for believing you! How dare I hit you, I tell you I’ll make you more miserable than this!”

“William!” Darcy boiled with anger and lost her rationality. No one had ever hit her before. She began to scream carelessly, “You deserved it. So what if I let her out on purpose? You and Sherry deserve it, you soiled my sister, Sherry deserves to lose her child!” Then there was the sound of another slap.

Darcy’s face was now swollen, it was what she got for being stubborn. William lost his knighthood for striking a woman, but he vowed he had no regrets.

Darcy kept shouting, “You deserve it, she deserves it, they deserve it!”

“They’re crazy!” William scoffed, finally managing to calm down.

He glanced at the photo album on the floor and let out a chuckle. He reached over, picked it up, then pulled out his lighter and burned the album. This album was the cause of Sherry’s pain and he would destroy it right now.

No one dared say anything until the album was reduced to ashes.

“You should be glad it wasn’t you who hired those hooligans,” she said coldly to Darcy, “Because the house was full of smoke. Otherwise I wouldn’t let you out alive today.” He appeared cold and emotionless. He looked at Lucille and said in a wintry voice, “Lucille, I don’t owe you anything anymore. I don’t care if you are sane or crazy right now, Just remember that I, William Rowland no longer owe you anything!”

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