Faux Vows, True Desires

Chapter 490

Being the child of divorce is something most people dread, and Janice knew it all too well.

The fear that her two kids might be swayed by Nathan, their father, to act as his lobbyists, pleading with her to reconsider the divorce, weighed heavily on her. "Mom, we'd never do that. Neither would my brother," Lucinda reassured her.

They were coming to terms with the kind of man their father was, but their hearts ached for the years of suffering their mother had endured. They wouldn't side with him, nor would they pressure her.

This was their parents' tangled mess of love and pain, and it was theirs alone to sort out.

If their father ever earned their mother's forgiveness, they'd be overjoyed. But if divorce was the final chapter, they'd stand by their parents' decisions and choices.

A weight lifted slightly from Janice's shoulders.

After a moment of silence, she asked, "Lucy, how's your dad doing?"

Almost as if to avoid any misunderstanding, she quickly added, "I'm not concerned about him. I'm just worried he'll catch a cold and then I'll be expected

to look after him. That would drive me up the wall."

"Don't worry, Mom. My brother and Stefan will convince Dad to go inside and change. It's still warm out. Even if he's soaked to the bone, with Dad's constitution, he won't catch a cold."

"He's been shot before, nearly died. His health isn't as solid as you all think," Janice said absentmindedly.

After saying it, she paused, lost in thought.

Why did she remember Nathan's gunshot wound?

When had that happened?

It must have been when she had first lost her mind or during those long years of madness. The timeline was hazy.

She only remembered him throwing himself on top of her, and then the gunshot. Blood everywhere, her hands red with it, the memory so harrowing it stuck with her even through her madness.

And now, it slipped out so naturally.

"My dad's been shot?" Lucinda was shocked.

storm. With all the

But he'd been shot.

brother mentioning their cars

her dad's car would undoubtedly be

don't remember how it happened. All I remember is your dad falling on top

terrifying moment made Janice's face turn

wasn't a random attack. Her dad had taken a

me as a jinx, saying I brought bad luck to my husband. She hit me, several times. I was terrified, of her, and that your dad might die. He

far. Mom, what happened after that? Did Dad start to neglect

shook her head, "I don't

she clutched her head,

rushed back, overwhelming her, making her head

If you can't remember, don't force

mother only retained fragments of

in such agony,

enveloped her.

The cries of a baby pierced

moment, then ran

Lucy..." Her daughter

months old. Without her mother's sight, she would cry bitterly, inconsolable by any nanny. Only in Janice's arms would

ran, thinking she was close to Lucy, but the baby always seemed out of

taken by

had to run faster, catch the villain, and reclaim her

fell off as she sprinted barefoot into the darkening night,

soaking her, but she

breath remained in her, she would not give up on her

storm rage at her, but spare

sound of brakes cut through the night, followed by someone running toward her with an umbrella, calling her

Who was it?

She didn't know.

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