Chapter 2
Cleaning?
She had almost died!
Romina bit back her fury. Kashton was just a little boy and
didn’t mean what
he
Perhaps she should
Besides, Jericho was born indifferent.
Compromise was essential in marriage.
After all, they already had Kashton. She couldn’t file for a
divorce, could she?
Later, Nadine fell from a high platform at a banquet and
insisted Romina had pushed her.
Jericho and Kashton vouched for Nadine, not even bothering to
check the surveillance footage.
Pressing a hand to her lower abdomen, Romina grabbed
Jericho’s sleeve, begging him to believe her till her voice
cracked.
But he only frowned expressionlessly, slowly wiping his sleeve
with a handkerchief.
He was disgusted by her touch.
With a cold sneer, Kashton shoved her aside hard. “You mean
bitch. You don’t get to be my mommy! Why didn’t you die on
the operating table while giving birth to me? Then Nadi
could’ve been my mommy instead.”
Collapsing to the floor, Romina burst into laughter in
desperation. How could she be so stupid, wasting all those years
on those two men who never deserved her sacrifice?
Eventually, they had her imprisoned for intentional assault.
She spent three years in prison.
Those ruthless, brutal monsters turned her every day into pure
torture.
Jericho and Kashton never even called, let alone visited her.
If not for … she would have already died in there.
Jericho said icily, “You’re an ex-con now, but Kash and I are still
here to take you home. You should be grateful. Get in. Nadine is
at home. I don’t wanna keep her waiting.”
Kashton echoed impatiently, “That’s right. Mommy, don’t be
such a drama queen. Nadi promised to make me teddy bear
cookies tonight. Let’s head back before the ice cream cake I got
her melts.”
Romina remained motionless as their words reached her ears.
She couldn’t help but want to laugh sarcastically.
Teddy bear cookies?
Kashton must have forgotten-those fussy little cookies had
been her painstaking creation.
Nadine stole the recipe.
She and Nadine made the cookies with the exact same recipe,
but Kashton insisted Nadine’s cookies tasted better.
Though Jericho and Kashton were here to take her home, they
brought nothing-not even a word of concern. All they cared
about was Nadine.
They were her family, but they always sided with Nadine
unconditionally.
It was like she was the outsider!
Looking up, she said numbly, “I’m not going back with you.”‘
A trace of impatience and disgust flickered in Jericho’s cold
eyes.
“What? Romina, you’re an ex-con now. Where could you
possibly go? It seems three years haven’t changed you at all.
You’re still so willful.”
She retorted, “I can go wherever I want. That’s none of your
business. I know Kashton and you want nothing to do with an
ex-con. You know what? I have no interest in staying with both
of you either-not after what you did to me.”
She had learned her lesson.
Three years ago, she had loved Kashton and Jericho so much.
Though they had always given her the cold shoulder, treating
her unfairly while getting close to Nadine, she had always
expected they’d come around one day.
But not anymore. Three years of torment had burned her hope
to ashes.
It turned out her husband and son were never hers to keep.
She didn’t want them anymore.
She said to Jericho, her tone indifferent, “Let’s get a divorce.”
Kashton blurted out, “Mommy, you’re already an ex-con. If you
get a divorce, what will people think of you?”
Even Jericho was stunned when he heard Romina’s words.
He had expected her to play the victim to ask for compensation.
After all, money had been her sole purpose for marrying him.
But a divorce?
Three years ago, she had gone all out just to stay by Kashton
and his side.
And now, she had spent three years in prison.
