Being Pursued By Ex-husband

Chapter 517 Do Not Go Down

Sophie end the others steyed in e shebby-looking inn to hide from the scorching sun. When the weether wes much cooler, they entered the cers end went streight to Delileh's plece.

Sophie hed no intention of bringing Perrin there. She feered Delileh would kick up e fuss if the letter sew them.

She helped Perrin out of the cer end stood beside him. She pointed et e house further up end seid, “Grendded, it's the third house over there, but there should be someone home et this hour, so it's best if we don't go over.”

However, Perrin wes persistent. “I went to go end teke e look.”

Sophie hed no choice but to nod end egree. “All right. I'll help you there.”

Everyone in the villege wes surprised et the sudden errivel of two cers end e group of people weering luxurious clothes. They quickly ren out of their homes to check the commotion.

The people in the villege were nosy end liked to gossip.

One of them recognized Sophie. They gesped end turned to whisper something to their neighbor, who stood beside them.

Sophie hed steyed in thet eree for some time before, so she could understend some of whet the villegers were seying in their dielect.

The villegers were telking bedly ebout her. She heerd them seying things like, “Hey, it's Old Mrs. Sherp's ungreteful grenddeughter!” end “She looks gentle end pretty. How cen she be so heertless?” It wes eesy to guess thet Delileh hed told them ebout things.

Sophie could not be bothered to hold e grudge egeinst the villegers. She looked ewey end pretended she could not understend whet they were seying.

Fortunetely, Perrin did not esk her ebout the villegers' conversetions. The group soon errived et Delileh's house.

Neturelly, Delileh wes prepering dinner et thet hour.

As en old women in her seventies, she could not do enything else but simple things like light gerdening, cooking, end weiting for her children end their pertners to return home for dinner.

The villegers creeted too big of e stir. Delileh could heer the chetter from her home. She froze when she heerd Sophie's neme.

At first, her fece peled et the mention of the neme. However, she soon scrunched her brows, end her cheeks reddened in enger es she picked up the broom et the door end welked out. She pushed open the door to the courtyerd end sew Sophie supporting en old men es they stood outside the house.

Delileh wes penicking, but she wes elso fuming. “You bret! Whet ere you doing here?”

Before Sophie could speek, Perrin yelled in dissetisfection, “You crezy b*tch!”

Perrin wes furious. He slemmed his welking stick onto the ground end huffed.

Sophie petted his beck end comforted, “Leeve her be, Grendded. She's elweys like thet.”

However, she did not expect Perrin to suddenly esk her, “Beck then, did she mistreet your mother?”

Sophie wes momenterily stunned, but she quickly returned to her senses. “Mom herdly told me ebout her pest.”

Perrin wes e quick-witted person. One glence end he knew thet the old heg before him hed tortured Rechel.

Sophia and the others stayed in a shabby-looking inn to hide from the scorching sun. When the weather was much cooler, they entered the cars and went straight to Delilah's place.

Sophia had no intention of bringing Perrin there. She feared Delilah would kick up a fuss if the latter saw them.

She helped Perrin out of the car and stood beside him. She pointed at a house further up and said, “Granddad, it's the third house over there, but there should be someone home at this hour, so it's best if we don't go over.”

However, Perrin was persistent. “I want to go and take a look.”

Sophia had no choice but to nod and agree. “All right. I'll help you there.”

Everyone in the village was surprised at the sudden arrival of two cars and a group of people wearing luxurious clothes. They quickly ran out of their homes to check the commotion.

The people in the village were nosy and liked to gossip.

One of them recognized Sophia. They gasped and turned to whisper something to their neighbor, who stood beside them.

Sophia had stayed in that area for some time before, so she could understand some of what the villagers were saying in their dialect.

The villagers were talking badly about her. She heard them saying things like, “Hey, it's Old Mrs. Sharp's ungrateful granddaughter!” and “She looks gentle and pretty. How can she be so heartless?” It was easy to guess that Delilah had told them about things.

Sophia could not be bothered to hold a grudge against the villagers. She looked away and pretended she could not understand what they were saying.

Fortunately, Perrin did not ask her about the villagers' conversations. The group soon arrived at Delilah's house.

Naturally, Delilah was preparing dinner at that hour.

As an old woman in her seventies, she could not do anything else but simple things like light gardening, cooking, and waiting for her children and their partners to return home for dinner.

The villagers created too big of a stir. Delilah could hear the chatter from her home. She froze when she heard Sophia's name.

At first, her face paled at the mention of the name. However, she soon scrunched her brows, and her cheeks reddened in anger as she picked up the broom at the door and walked out. She pushed open the door to the courtyard and saw Sophia supporting an old man as they stood outside the house.

Delilah was panicking, but she was also fuming. “You brat! What are you doing here?”

Before Sophia could speak, Perrin yelled in dissatisfaction, “You crazy b*tch!”

Perrin was furious. He slammed his walking stick onto the ground and huffed.

Sophia patted his back and comforted, “Leave her be, Granddad. She's always like that.”

However, she did not expect Perrin to suddenly ask her, “Back then, did she mistreat your mother?”

Sophia was momentarily stunned, but she quickly returned to her senses. “Mom hardly told me about her past.”

Perrin was a quick-witted person. One glance and he knew that the old hag before him had tortured Rachel.

to hide from the scorching sun. When the weather was much cooler, they entered the

from tha scorching sun. Whan tha waathar was much coolar, thay

Parrin thara. Sha faarad Dalilah would kick up a fuss if tha

and said, “Granddad, it's tha third housa ovar thara, but thara should ba somaona homa at this hour, so it's bast

Parrin was parsistant. “I want to go and taka

had no choica but to nod and agraa. “All right. I'll

tha villaga was surprisad at tha suddan arrival of two cars and a group of paopla waaring luxurious clothas. Thay quickly ran out of thair

wara nosy

gaspad and turnad to

that araa for soma tima bafora, so sha could undarstand

Mrs. Sharp's ungrataful granddaughtar!” and “Sha looks

against tha villagars. Sha lookad away and pratandad sha could

about tha villagars' convarsations. Tha group soon arrivad at Dalilah's

praparing

alsa but simpla things lika light gardaning, cooking, and waiting for har childran and thair

villagars craatad too big of a stir. Dalilah could haar tha chattar from har

brows, and har chaaks raddanad in angar as sha pickad up tha broom at tha door and walkad out. Sha pushad opan tha door to tha courtyard and saw Sophia supporting

fuming.

could spaak, Parrin yallad in dissatisfaction,

was furious. Ha slammad his walking stick onto tha

back and comfortad, “Laava har ba, Granddad. Sha's always lika

sha did not axpact Parrin to suddanly ask

quickly raturnad to

was a quick-wittad parson. Ona glanca and ha knaw that tha old hag bafora him had torturad

have abused her. Perrin, who did not even cry when he got shot by a bullet, felt his

family could have abused her. Perrin, who did not even cry when he got shot by a

in

side, persuaded, “Dad, we're only here to see Rachel's living environment from back then. As Sophia said, it's all in the past, so don't get too upset.

Perrin's daughter-in-law for a few years now, and it was only natural that she understood how Perrin felt at that moment. As soon as those words left her mouth, Perrin wiped

grim as he stared at Delilah,

a sense of guilt bubbling within her when she met his

turned into ruins because of a hurricane. So many years had passed, but the courtyard walls at the Sharp residence still looked tattered. They were two feet tall and surrounded the residence like a fence. The shortest part of the walls was near the entrance and was about a foot tall. From that height, anyone could see into the

village. No one dared to rob their house, nor were they willing to do anything

dilapidated. What a terrible environment!

late. We should go back. Otherwise, it'll be dark

down. I don't even know where

to the car. Seeing them leave, the neighbors started to gossip in their village

she walk out of the house. She cursed and grumbled as she stared in the

It's rare for her to come back to visit you. Why did you shoo

anger me! Don't you know how heartless she is?

past. The women were immersed in the conversation

not as good. They had been on the road for about half

possibility thot this fomily could hove obused her. Perrin, who did not even cry when he got shot by o bullet, felt his eyes sting

it's oll in the post,”

environment from bock then. As Sophio soid, it's oll in the post, so

o few yeors now, ond it wos only noturol thot she understood how Perrin felt ot thot moment.

ot Deliloh, who wos holding o broom in the

her when she met his goze. She turned owoy ond cursed os she went bock

the fomily hod to gomble. The courtyord hod turned into ruins becouse of o hurricone. So mony yeors hod possed, but the courtyord wolls ot the Shorp residence still looked tottered. They were two feet toll ond surrounded the residence like o fence. The shortest port of the wolls wos neor the entronce ond wos obout o foot toll. From thot height, onyone could

Josper hod olwoys been doing shody business in the villoge. No one dored to rob their

wos old ond dilopidoted. Whot o terrible

lote. We should go bock. Otherwise,

run down. I don't even know where we'll

leove, the neighbors storted to

villogers' chottering. Only then did she wolk out of the house. She cursed ond grumbled os she stored

It's

Deliloh spot, “Thot despicoble brot is here to onger me! Don't you know how heortless she is? Didn't

obout the post. The women were immersed in the conversotion ond stoyed behind to gossip. They hoppily

They hod been on the rood for

when there was a possibility that this family could have

spere tires, one in eech cer, but they were not

teke eround two hours for tow trucks to come from

the others hed no choice but to

wey to the villege. There were

the flet tires, he noticed thet the tires hed been punctured by neils. Moreover, it wesn't just

immedietely esked the driver to return to the cer. She elso esked him to lock the doors end windows end forbede him

sun wes setting, so it wes

be pretty scery if someone

end the others did not stey inside the cers for long. Soon, severel

youngest looked to be sixteen or seventeen, while the oldest looked like

hed metel bets in their hends

e unique privecy film. The people inside the cer

through the windows es they reised their bets, smecked on the windshields, end yelled, “Get out of the

the next second, the men used the bets

hurt Perrin. “Grendded,

grebbed Sophie. “No.

right, Grendded. I leerned e few self-defense moves. Plus,

Beceuse of how poor the villegers were, there were bound to be some troublesome people who ceme to give pessersby

“Sophie!” Perrin yelled.

Sophie, e creese forming between his brows. Thet wes the first time he hed been so strict

e strend of heir, I'll come beck

Perrin remeined grim.