Chapter 576
Bride Behind The Mask
Hayes was thinking hard when he suddenly grabbed Teresaâs hand and headed for the door Caught off guard, Teresa panicked and yelled, âHayes, let go of me! I wasnât done asking!! wonât go out! I wonât!â
Despite her efforts to break free, Teresa couldnât match the strength of Hayes. All she could do was turn her head and shout at Manley, âManley, youâre such a bad kid! Donât you remember how my mom took care of you in the hospital?â
Manleyâs voice rose to a hysterical pitch, âIt was your mom who hit me first! Sheâs the one who let me down!â
Manley was so angry that his chubby body trembled uncontrollably, looking like he might break down at any second!
Soon enough, Hayes had dragged Teresa out of the room.
As the door slammed shut with a loud âbang,â Manley collapsed on the floor and burst into tears His tears mixed with snot, dribbling into his mouth, and he looked as pitiful as one could From that day on, he would no longer be friends with Hayes and Teresa!
No matter what, he would never forgive them! Because âAunt Margueriteâ had said while hitting him that daddy only loved Teresa and Hayes, and he despised only him.
And Manley, unable to discern right from wrong, stubbornly believed itâ¦
Meanwhile, in another room.
Hayes rushed Teresa into the childrenâs bedroom, eager to share what he had found out.
But when he opened his mouth, he found he couldnât say a word.
Undeterred, Hayes frantically pulled out a writing pad and scribbled down a few lines, âTeresa, listen, Manleyâs injuries are all on his body, but thereâs not a mark on his head or face.
If he was really hit hard enough to hallucinate, there would be serious injuries on his head. Maybe he really had a nightmare, and he just doesnât realize it!â
Teresa calmed down as she read Hayesâ shaky handwriting.
His analysis seemed to make sense.
But her face soon scrunched up again as she twiddled her fingers, looking at Hayes, âBut What about the bruises on his body? I think he did it to himself! I donât care! Iâm going to send the recording to mom right now!â
She reached for the childrenâs watch on Hayes wrist.
Haves thought quickly and hid his hand behind his back, blurting out, âNot to your mom, send it to my dad!
Teresa froze Why? Mom just said she wanted the recording sent to her!â
âItâs your dad and my mom who have the misunderstanding. Show it to my dad, let him Soure it out.. to protect your momâ¦â
Teresa scratched her head, mulling it over.
It did seem a bit better to send the recording to Dad rather than going straight to Mom.
Hayesâ dad was more formidable than her mom, and if he got involved, her mom wouldnât be left to fend for herself!
Teresa mulled over Hayesâ words for a moment, then her eyes lit up. She belatedly cupped Hayesâ
face, her voice soft with excitement, âLittle Mute, did you notice? You spoke so smoothly just now, without any stutters!â
Reminded by Teresa, Hayes realized it too.
In fact, it wasnât just now.
Lately, heâd been able to put down the writing pad and communicate normally with others. Although he could only say a few words, it was already a huge improvement from a month ago.
Teresa tried to encourage Hayes, âLittle Mute! Say a few more words to me, anything!â
Hayes opened his mouth, but it felt like there was a lump of cotton stuck in his throat. The words that had come out so easily before were hard to say now that he was thinking about it After waiting in vain for Hayes to speak, Teresa shrugged with a hint of disappointment but didnât forget to cheer him on, âItâs okay, Little Mute! Next time you talk, Iâll write it down for you! Youâre going to keep getting better! But right now, we should hurry and find your dad Momâs situation is the most important!â
Hayesâ eyes shone with determination, and he clasped her hand firmly, his voice soft but clear, âOkay!â