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Chapter 0094

Candice stood there watching this dramatic situation play out and felt a chill in her fingertips.

She slowly recovered her voice and questioned, “Are you…”

Choked, words failed her, and she failed to express her feelings.

Yvonne let go of Peach’s hand and looked expectantly at Candice. She begged, “Candy.”

Candice diverted her eyes, inhaling deeply, about to respond.

Greg cut in, “It was me who called the police. What’s the point of you bothering her?”

Caught off guard, Yvonne hesitated, then turned to Greg.

Disheveled from Ivor’s attack, her hair and clothes a mess, she clasped her hands together, imploring, “Can

you talk to the police? Ask them not to arrest my husband.”

Greg and Alex exchanged glances, with the latter remaining mute.

With a disapproving frown, Greg cautiously asked, “You do understand your husband has assaulted someone, right?”

“No,” Yvonne quickly clarified. “He didn’t mean any harm. He was just upset.”

Greg struggled to grasp her logic. He glanced at Candice, who had turned away with her lips pressed together tightly.

Following his gaze, Yvonne seized Candice’s hand, asserting, “She’s my daughter. This is a family matter. It shouldn’t involve the police.”

In her haste, her long nails scraped Candice’s hand, leaving a faint mark.

Yvonne’s grip was surprisingly powerful, and despite Candice’s efforts, she was unable to break away.

She then turned to Candice, urging, “Isn’t this man your boss? Tell him!”

Candice felt a coldness settle in her heart. She stifled her anger and retorted, “What is there to explain? I don’t even know him. Didn’t you see him trying to hit me?”

These were the harshest words she had ever spoken to her mother, and Yvonne froze in stupor.

recovering, weakly countered, “But he didn’t actually

mother, her anger dissolving,

police quickly took Ivor

Peach in tow, persistently told the officers that Ivor was her husband and had no intention to harm anyone, pleading for his

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feeling a suffocating sensation,

should we get that checked by

overheard this as she saw Ivor being pushed into the police car. Turning mechanically, she

Ivor’s assault on her,

the chaos,

assumed it was

severity of his injury, she

face paled as she looked at Alex’s wrist, asking, “Are

gave her a brief glance, his tone dismissive. “I’m not

brow, impatiently pressed her, “Focus on

Yvonne sitting on the

moment of silence,

to say to Yvonne, she stated flatly, “I’ll cover Peach’s medical bills, but only up to

tears in her eyes, accusing, “How can you

out to offer comfort but halted and

scoundrel, but he brings in 2,000 a month

That’s what we live on. How

words struck Candice deeply. Her own mother branded her cold and selfish for a mere

stood lost in thought,

into Alex’s

“Here’s your stuff.”

handed her the medicine bag she had used against

lips stretching in a weary attempt at a

Candice with a slightly pensive look and remarked, “You really have a knack for getting yourself into these situations.”

the sarcasm, was too drained to feign

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exchange, Greg could not resist chiming in, “Hey, can’t you be a bit

concerned, just say it

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