CHAPTER 43: CHAPTER 43: YVETTE ASTON IS TARGETED FOR REVENGE

As she stood up, Yvette Aston spoke again. "When I was in prison, those people put dirty things in my water cup. Actually, I knew there were dirty things in my cup. I resisted, and they intensified their actions. So I simply stopped resisting, endured the nausea, and drank it anyway, once or twice. Just endure it until they find it boring, and they will stop using this way to torment me."

After Yvette Aston developed depression, she became mute. For a long time, she was unable to speak.

But facing Ethan Grant, she seemed to have a lot to explain.

"Just when they were about to lose interest in this torture method, a fellow prisoner kindly reminded me in front of everyone. Originally, it was something I could have endured until it was over, but after being reminded, it led to even more frenzied revenge. After all, that prisoner couldn’t protect me all the time. She was released in the second year."

Yvette Aston smiled bitterly.

After her protective cellmate was released, Yvette Aston’s life was self-explanatory.

Ethan Grant stood there stunned.

He had been lectured twice by Yvette Aston today.

He understood that Yvette Aston was alluding to his current situation that if he couldn’t protect her for life, then he shouldn’t make a move so easily.

"Think carefully about what I’ve told you before you answer. With Jayden Grant’s aversion to you and Summers, it’s impossible for him to help Summers with his schooling problem, but I can." Ethan Grant knew Yvette Aston’s weak spot.

Disappointment flashed in Yvette Aston’s eyes.

She couldn’t think too well of Ethan Grant; after all, he was a businessman.

Over the years, she had completely shut herself off and absolutely could not allow herself to open her heart to anyone, nor could she entrust her trust to anyone ever again.

"Mom!" Summers returned, happily running to Yvette Aston’s side. "Uncle bought me a toy."

Yvette Aston hugged Summers and shook her head. "Summers, you can’t just accept things from others. Return it to the uncle, okay?"

Summers lowered his head in disappointment. He clearly loved those toys, but what his mom said was right, and he had forgotten that. "I’m sorry, Mom."

After that, Summers returned the toy to Christopher Carter. "I’m sorry, Uncle. Can it be returned?"

Christopher Carter was taken aback for a moment. "Yvette Aston, is that necessary? It’s just a child’s toy. Stop making this into something special, thinking our Mr. Grant will look at you differently."

Christopher Carter looked down on Yvette Aston, and it was pretty ingrained.

Yvette Aston didn’t explain anything, holding Summers as she was about to leave.

"Yvette Aston." Ethan Grant picked up the toy that Summers had placed on the ground and handed it back to him. "This is something I promised to Summers. He traded his stuffed animal with me for this. He gave me his stuffed animal, so it’s a fair exchange, and no one owes anyone anything."

Yvette Aston’s arms holding Summers stiffened for a moment. She glanced at her son and bowed in thanks. "Thank you, Mr. Grant."

Summers took the toy, his gaze lingering on Ethan Grant.

It wasn’t until Yvette Aston carried him far away that Summers finally looked away.

Ethan Grant rubbed his temples and spoke in a deep voice. "Inform The Aston Family and Jayden Grant that I was the one who called the police today, so they shouldn’t bother Yvette Aston again."

Christopher Carter nodded. "Understood."

...

Crouched in the subway station, Yvette Aston didn’t take Summers home.

If Jayden Grant and Stellan Aston tracked her down, it would cause trouble for Caden Summers.

"Mom, this is Ultraman." Sitting in Yvette Aston’s lap, Summers was playing very seriously with the toy in his hands, clearly cherishing it.

"Why does Summers like Ultraman?" Yvette Aston quietly asked.

"Mom said that Dad fights monsters on another planet, isn’t that Ultraman? My dad is a hero." Summers spoke earnestly.

Yvette Aston’s eyes instantly glistened with tears as she hugged Summers tightly and smiled, "Ultraman isn’t our hero; Daddy is as mighty as The Monkey King, a hero who fights monsters."

Summers’ eyes lit up. "I like The Monkey King. Uncle has told me about the fight with the White Bone Spirit three times."

Yvette Aston hugged Summers tightly, warm amidst the heat. "How about Mommy tells Summers a story about the true and false Monkey King?"

"Yes!" Summers happily hugged Yvette Aston.

Children are always so easily satisfied.

Cuddling Summers in the subway all night, Yvette Aston leaned in exhaustion against the wall, watching as Summers slept peacefully in her embrace.

He was so considerate it made Yvette Aston’s heart ache.

All night, he didn’t even ask once why they weren’t going home.

He just stayed by her side.

Yvette Aston grew more and more thankful that keeping this child was the right choice.

"Yvette Aston, you have a congenital heart condition, your constitution is weak, and your uterus is not well-developed. If you abort this child, the uterus... will be hard to save. But if you don’t terminate the pregnancy, the risk to you is great."

After finding out she was pregnant, Yvette Aston felt nauseous for a long, long time. She didn’t even know who the man who violated her that night was.

She also hated this child and wanted to carry out an abortion, but in the end, she wavered.

She kept Summers.

"Summers, it’s dawn, let’s go home."

At 6:40 in the morning, Yvette Aston woke Summers and took him home.

By this time, it was certain that Jayden Grant and Stellan Aston’s people would’ve already left if they couldn’t find her.

But when they returned to Caden Summers’ rented apartment, Yvette Aston was frightened to tears.

Their apartment had been set on fire, and overnight, nothing was left of it.

"Brother..." Yvette Aston ran towards the burnt-out shell in terror.

"Uncle!" Summers cried as well. Uncle was still inside!