“She's right, Dad,” Joyce chimed in solemnly.

Jonathan rubbed his temples. “I know you don't want me to go to jail, but this isn't for me to decide. Besides, you know what Stanley's like. Do you think he'd let me off? No, I bet he can't wait to make us suffer.”

“I know that.” Caitlin nodded as her eyes turned misty.

Jonathan turned to her. “That's why I have no choice but to do time. Don't be sad, okay? I started this whole thing, so it's only right that I take responsibility for it.”

“You might say that, but what would Joyce and I do if you go to prison?” Caitlin began to get worked up. “Who's going to protect us if you're not around? Wouldn't it be much easier for Stanley to hurt us then? He might even force Joyce to get an abortion once he puts you behind bars!”

Jonathan's expression clouded over as he heard that.

Clearly, he hadn't considered this.

Aware that he was taking her words seriously, Caitlin reminded him again, “That's why you can't go to jail, Jon.”


“But if I don't, Stanley isn't going to let me off either. “We can't outrun the law,” Jonathan insisted while looking down and clenching his fists in frustration.

Still, he had no regrets.

Had God given him another chance to start over, he would've chosen to beat Stanley up again.

To him, Stanley was an absolute tyrant, and after putting up with him for over ten years, it was about time he got what he deserved. Jonathan had finally avenged his own daughter and family.

Hence, he didn't regret his actions—even if it meant getting locked up as a result.

“You're right. We can't outrun the law.” Caitlin sighed.

She knew this, and that was why she had decided to give up her life in exchange for peace within her family.

Now, she was only worried that Stanley wouldn't be happy taking just one of their lives.

If that's what he thinks, I'll drag him down to hell with me.

With that in mind, Caitlin gripped her fists and came to a decision.

Next to her, Joyce kept her head low and sat in silence. No one knew what she was thinking.

“By the way, what were you still doing at home? Have the people Nat and Mr. Thompson sent not arrived yet?”

“They have.” Joyce nodded.

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