Regret Novel 133

The moment Hans tumbled down the stairs, everyone on the street and inside the café froze in shock. “A child-! A child just fell!”

As bystanders rushed to call an ambulance and check on the boy, Tricia came tearing out of the café like a woman possessed. “My son!” she screamed.

She pushed through the crowd and gathered Hans into her arms, her sobs raw and desperate. “It’s my fault–I couldn’t protect you. I’m so sorry, baby. I’m so sorry!”

Xavier and Rachel came rushing down behind her, only to be met by Tricia’s wild, tear–filled eyes and accusatory finger. “It was them! They pushed my son down the

stairs!”

“What kind of people could do something so cruel to a child?” someone in the

crowd shouted.

“They’re monsters, that’s what they are!”

Angry voices swelled all around them. Xavier, red–faced and frantic, tried to defend himself. “That’s a lie! She’s the one who pushed her own child!”

“That’s right! We had nothing to do with it–she did it herself.” Rachel’s voice trembled as she tried to explain.

But with the tragedy already unfolding, no other witnesses upstairs, and a child lying injured on the ground, nobody could say for sure who was telling the truth.

Tricia held Hans to her chest, her mind fraying at the edges. “He’s my son! Why would I ever hurt him? I know you want me gone–for your daughter’s sake. Fine, I’ll

leave. But Hans is innocent!”

Where is it?” Her frantic cries and Hans’s weak sobs tugged at

Someone hurled a half–empty

the brunt of it–the

clothes.

to say something. But a sharp pain seized his chest, his breath caught, and his ears filled

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grabbed his arm. “Xavier! Stay with

the moment he got the call. The scene was chaos: strangers clustered in panic, Tricia sobbing over Hans, Rachel on the ground

“Hans–he’s not

darted to the boy in her arms.

fault too, I never should have brought him here!” Tricia sobbed,

jaw clenched,

the bystanders had called was stuck in traffic, but another finally arrived,

insisted the most critical case be taken

hand, her panic barely contained. “Evander, please, save Hans first!

desperate. “Evander! He’s

my son down the stairs! You’ve already hurt him–now you want to let him die too?” Tricia screamed, her accusations echoing. “He was fine a minute ago, now suddenly he’s having a heart

child is innocent–let the boy

The boy

agreement,

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