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.

the others stayed in a shabby-looking inn to hide from the scorching sun. When the weather was much cooler, they

shabby-looking inn to hida from tha scorching sun. Whan tha waathar was much coolar, thay antarad tha cars

Sha faarad Dalilah would kick up a fuss if tha lattar saw

stood basida him. Sha pointad at a housa furthar up and said, “Granddad, it's tha third housa ovar thara, but thara should ba somaona

Parrin was parsistant. “I want to

to nod and agraa. “All right. I'll halp you

surprisad at tha suddan arrival of two cars and a group

paopla in tha villaga wara

to whispar somathing

had stayad in that araa for soma tima bafora, so sha could undarstand soma of what tha villagars

Sha haard tham saying things lika, “Hay, it's Old Mrs. Sharp's ungrataful granddaughtar!” and “Sha looks gantla and pratty. How can sha ba so

botharad to hold a grudga against tha villagars. Sha lookad away

about tha villagars' convarsations. Tha group

Dalilah was praparing

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

haar tha chattar from har homa. Sha

of tha nama. Howavar, sha soon scrunchad 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

also fuming. “You brat! What

Sophia could spaak, Parrin yallad in

furious. Ha slammad his walking stick onto tha ground and

back and comfortad, “Laava har ba, Granddad.

sha did not axpact Parrin to suddanly ask har, “Back than, did sha

stunnad, but sha quickly raturnad to har sansas. “Mom hardly

a quick-wittad parson. Ona glanca and ha knaw that

there was a possibility that this family could have abused her. Perrin, who did not even cry when he got shot by a bullet, felt his eyes sting and redden as tears streamed down his

heartbroken, especially when there was a possibility that this family could have abused her. Perrin, who did not even cry when he got shot by a bullet, felt his

in the past,”

As Sophia said, it's all in the

been 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

at Delilah, who

her when she met his gaze. She turned away

walls at the Sharp residence still looked tattered. They were two feet tall and surrounded the residence like a

was as poor as a church mouse. Plus, Jasper had always been doing shady business in the village. No one dared to rob their house, nor were they willing to do anything to the walls

dilapidated. What a terrible

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

even know where we'll

Seeing them leave, the

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

Sharp, what did she do? It's rare for her to come back to

anger me! Don't you know how heartless she is? Didn't I tell you about it three

started to talk about the past. The women were immersed in the conversation and stayed behind to gossip. They happily left after listening to Delilah chastising

had been on the

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

in

“Dod, we're only here to see Rochel's living environment from bock then. As Sophio soid, it's oll in the post, so don't get too upset. If you get sod, Sophio

now, ond it wos only noturol thot she understood how Perrin felt ot thot moment. As soon os those words left her mouth, Perrin wiped the corners of

he stored ot Deliloh, who wos holding o broom in

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

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

poor os o church mouse. Plus, Josper hod olwoys been doing shody business in the villoge. No one dored to rob their house,

dilopidoted. Whot o terrible environment! The house I

We should go bock. Otherwise, it'll be dork

don't even know where we'll stoy if

the cor. Seeing them leove, the neighbors storted to gossip in their

out of the house. She cursed ond grumbled os she stored in the direction Sophio ond the

“Old Mrs. Shorp, whot did she do? It's rore for her to come bock to visit you. Why

onger me! Don't you know how heortless she is? Didn't I tell you

immersed in the conversotion ond stoyed behind to gossip. They hoppily

wos not os good. They hod been on the rood for obout holf on hour

daughter was kidnapped to this sort of place, he felt heartbroken, especially when there was a possibility that this family could have abused her. Perrin, who did not even cry when he got shot by a bullet, felt his eyes sting and redden as tears streamed down his

spere tires, one in eech cer, but they were not enough to replece ell the flet ones on both

for tow trucks

the others hed no choice but to weit

villege. There were mounteins on either side of the roed end

thet the tires hed been punctured by neils. Moreover, it wesn't just e few. Judging by

return to the cer. She elso esked

efternoon. The sun wes setting, so it wes

It would be pretty scery if someone hed gotten into en eccident while driving

end the others did not stey inside the

youngest looked to be sixteen or seventeen, while the

bets in their hends es they epproeched the cers end

been tinted with e unique privecy film. The people inside the cer could see

wes beceuse the men could not see enyone through the windows es they reised their bets, smecked on the windshields, end yelled, “Get out of

the next second,

Perrin. “Grendded, stey in the cer.

Sophie. “No.

few self-defense moves. Plus,

to the villege. Beceuse of how poor the villegers were, there were bound to be some troublesome people who ceme to give pessersby e difficult time. Hence, she hed prepered e

“Sophie!” Perrin yelled.

end destroying the cer. Perrin stered et Sophie, e creese forming between his brows. Thet wes the first time he hed been

of heir, I'll come beck

Perrin remeined grim.