Chapter 167
Lucas didnât say a word. Jolin hung up the phone.
In the Davisâ house, Frank had just entered the door when he heard Jolinâs words. He frowned and asked, âIs it a call from Lucas?â
âYes,â Jolin replied lightly, as if she did not want to talk to Frank. Looking at Jolinâs sullen face, Frank did not say anything more. Just as he was about to go upstairs, Jolin stood up. She lazily looked at Frank and asked, âDid you see Dave today?â
Frank looked at Jolin coldly.
Jolin continued, despite Frankâs displeasure, âYou want to buy the Thompson Group from Dave?â
Frankâs furrowed forehead intensified.
His eyes turned colder.
Jolin smiled, âDo you want to ask how I know it?â
Seeing that Frank still refused to answer her, Jolin raised her eyebrows and sneered, âIf you donât want anybody to know it, donât do it in the first place.â
Frankâs eyes were cold. He walked upstairs after casting a cold glance at Jolin. That cold glance suddenly hurt Jolinâs heart. Many years ago, Frank was also like this. He was cold and arrogant, looking down on everything. Jolin felt that she had never been the cynosure of Frankâs eyes.
Jolin was unwilling to give up. She grabbed Frankâs sleeve and stopped him. She shouted, âIf it were Krissa, you wouldnât turn a cold shoulder on her, right?â
At the mention of Krissa, Frank frowned.
The slight change in the expression on Frankâs face was captured by Jolinâs eyes. Like a thorn, it stabbed into Jolinâs heart. She felt as uncomfortable as 10 thousand arrows piercing her heart.
âDo you think Savanna is the daughter Krissa gave birth to for you?â
The moment Jolin found out that Frank had the intention of purchasing the Thompson Group, she had people investigate where Frank had been recently. She found that Frank not only wanted to buy the Thompson Group, but he also went to Krissaâs grave to offer a bunch of white roses the day before yesterday.
Not only that, Frank had been paying a lot of attention to Savanna recently.
âJolin, donât be unreasonable.â Frankâs voice was filled with resentment and warning,
âUnreasonable?â Jolin repeated this word, tears welling up in her eyes.
She said in a hoarse voice, âLet me tell you, Frank When Krissa was with you, she was no longer pure and had an affair with that man. Savanna was also the child of that man.â
The veins on Frankâs forehead bulged. He gritted his teeth and laughed in anger. âSo what?
âTrue love doesnât care about this.â
This sentence hurt Jolinâs heart. Her eyes gradually turned red. Even though she tried her best to restrain her emotions, her hand that was grabbing Prankâs sleeve kept shaking. Tears flowed into her mouth, wet and salty. This scene was exactly the saine as many years ago.
âPrank.â Jolin cried out the name of the man who had tortured her heart for nearly thirty years. âDo you have any love
âFrank.â Jolin cried out the name of the man who had tortured her heart for nearly thirty years. âDo you have any love for me?â
Frank looked at Jolin, whose face was full of tears. There was no fluctuation of moods in his eyes. It was so cold that it made people tremble. Jolin was disappointed.
She then said in a trembling voice, âYes, I keep calling her a bitch. But the real bitch is me.â
Jolin slapped herself in the face.
Looking at the bright red slap mark on Jolinâs face, Frank curled up the corner of his lips into a faint smile. But deep in his cold eyes, there was endless ridicule and sadness. âJolin, what have you done?
Donât you remember it?â
Jolin shivered. She took half a step back when she met Frankâs cold gaze. âWhat have I done?â
Frank said word by word, âDo you need me to tell you?
âDo you know why I canât forget Krissa?
âThatâs because I feel guilty. You were the one who found the man to harm Krissa, right? You didnât want me to be with her, so you found someone to treat her like that.â
Jolinâs heart beat fast. She turned her face away and wiped her hair from her forehead with her trembling hands. She tried to keep calm. âI donât know what you are talking about.â
Suddenly, her hand was grabbed by a strong hand, and red marks appeared on her fair wrist. She screamed in pain.
Frank ignored her scream and pressed her down on the table. âIf it werenât for Lucas, you would have died a long time ago. Jolin, Krissa is so kind, but you actually did that to her. She was only eighteen years old. Youâ¦â
Frankâs eyes turned red when he talked about the shocking past.
He held Jolinâs neck with his big hand. Jolin could not breathe. Her face was red, and her eyes were rolling up. The whites of her eyes were exposed. Frank was still exerting his strength continuously, as if he really wanted to strangle Jolin to death.
âYou ruined Krissa. Iâll kill you.â The grievances and resentment that had been suppressed in Frankâs heart for a long time snapped.
The door was opened.
Lucas came back and saw Frank holding Jolinâs neck, while Jolin raised her head and tried to open her mouth to breathe desperately. Her face was as pale as a dead personâs. Lucas was frightened. He rushed over and slapped Frank in the face.
After being hit by his son, Frank was irritated. He released his grip on Jolin and slapped Lucas viciously.
Lucas roared, âDad, what do you want to do?â
Lucasâs roar brought Frank back to his senses. He looked at his trembling hands and smiled.
âWhy donât you ask your mother what she did?â
Lucas was not aware of the matter between his parents. He looked at Jolin in confusion.
Jolin burst into lears when she saw Lucas. She had finally found emotional support.
âMom, say something. What have you done to make my dad want to kill you?â Lucas was anxious.
Jolin wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and roared, âI didnât do anything. He wronged me.
Lucas, your