CHAPTER 66: CHAPTER 66: SUMMERS WANTS TO MEET HER DAD, HENRY JENNINGS

Yvette Aston’s body trembled intensely.

Requests, what kind of requests should she make.

"Go to sleep." Having released Yvette Aston, Henry Jennings spoke with a hoarse voice.

Yvette Aston ran back to her room in fear, closing the door heavily.

Leaning against the corner, Yvette Aston slowly slid down to the floor.

She bit her own fingers hard, somewhat unable to control herself, her hands already numb and beyond her control.

What should she do... she couldn’t forget the experience of that night.

She felt like she could never escape that shadow and hell.

Those people ruined her...

Raising her hand to pull her hair, Yvette Aston’s breathing became increasingly rapid.

Over the years, she had felt hatred, anger, and had even lost control.

Why, why did they treat her this way, what had she done wrong!

What choice did she have, why did everything retaliate against her.

She madly wanted revenge, wanted to drag them into hell together.

But things like conscience... why did it have to be planted on her.

Why was she subjected to condemnation, why did she have to be saddened, why did she repeatedly deny herself, thinking it was her fault, blaming herself for taking twenty years of Charlotte Summers’ life, thinking that everything was her fault.

She had brought it upon herself!

Why did she have to repeatedly bend over backwards for her child, for everyone, doing things she didn’t want to do.

Why was it so tiring.

She desperately wanted release, during the episodes, even breathing felt heavy, she felt difficulty breathing, felt asphyxiated, she tried desperately to save herself.

Her inner self was struggling, she didn’t want to die, but her body kept mechanically simulating countless ways of dying.

What should she do...

Who could save her.

She curled up her body tightly, Yvette Aston gripped her hair fiercely.

No one could save her, everyone wished to give her a brutal kick while she’s in the abyss.

In the darkness, no light would appear.

There wouldn’t be anyone who would truly be willing to reach out to her.

The phone rang, it was Caden Summers calling.

Yvette Aston slid her stiff fingers across the screen, but could not answer, her fingers were numb, like hands frozen for a long time.

Tears dripped onto the screen, making the phone increasingly sluggish.

Yvette Aston frantically wiped the phone on herself and slowly answered, "Bro..."

She forced herself to hold back her collapsing emotions, her voice was hoarse.

She couldn’t let Caden Summers worry.

"Yvette, have you slept?" Caden Summers asked in a quiet voice.

"No..."

"Today the hospital called, saying Summers’ condition isn’t serious, we need to observe for a while, and when he grows a bit older, we might opt for a minor surgery, we still have time to save up, don’t let yourself suffer outside."

Caden Summers wanted to tell Yvette Aston to come back and not do things that make her unhappy.

Actually, Caden Summers could guess why the hospital was suddenly so attentive, even the hospital director and chief had personally called him.

Surely Yvette Aston found Summers’ biological father, who must have strong power and status.

"Bro..." Yvette Aston took a deep breath and chuckled lightly. "It’s okay, I temporarily... can’t come back, I’ll still send you my salary monthly."

"Yvette." Caden Summers remained silent, then opened his mouth again. "Who is he?"

He wanted to know who Summers’ father was.

Who that man was.

"Henry Jennings..." Yvette Aston raised her head, trying hard to hold back tears.

Caden Summers was silent again.

Henry Jennings.

Caden Summers had an impression of him, a man as famous as Ethan Grant.

He was also present at the trial site five years ago.

"The wealthy have tricks... we can’t play those games, Yvette, I can support you both now, I’m working as a bodyguard at Lockwood Family with a monthly wage of thirty thousand, she pays generously, I can take care of you two no problem." Caden Summers wanted Yvette Aston to return.

Following Henry Jennings, what good could come of it, nothing but selling herself.

"Bro, I can’t come back temporarily, Holly needs help here, take good care of Summers, take good care of yourself..." Yvette Aston bit her fingers hard.

Returning now wasn’t about the money, it was about whether the Aston Family and Grant Family would let her go.

As long as the Aston Family and Jayden Grant don’t trouble Summers, it’s okay for her to hide outside.

"Henry Jennings... does he treat you well?" Caden Summers had already guessed, Yvette Aston was involved with Henry Jennings.

"He... treats me quite well." Yvette Aston thought for a moment, opened her mouth again. "Really quite well, actually Henry Jennings... as long as you go along with his ideas, he’s quite generous."

She remembered Henry Jennings pursuing her, really using money heavily, millions worth of jewelry bought and given without hesitation.

However, having lived twenty years of wealthy life in the Aston Family, she was at least unlikely to warp her values with money in terms of material things.

Yvette Aston could also understand why Stellan Aston was so persistent in wanting to destroy her, destroy everything of hers.

Because Stellan Aston knew all the brilliance about her was given by the Aston Family.

So he thought the Aston Family had the right to take it all back.

"If you feel wronged, come back." Caden Summers didn’t have the ability to protect his sister well, he didn’t know what he could do.

"Okay..." Yvette Aston felt a bit nervous. "Summers... has Summers fallen asleep?"

Caden Summers entered the room, called out to Summers. "Mommy’s on the phone."

"Mommy! I miss you so much." Summers excitedly ran over and spoke to Yvette Aston. "Mommy, Uncle Christopher bought me lots of toys and snacks, Daddy asked him to buy them, I didn’t want them at first, but since Daddy bought them, I want to keep them..."

Summers was seeking Yvette Aston’s approval.

Yvette Aston could tell, Summers genuinely liked Ethan Grant.

"Ethan Grant... asked Christopher to visit our Summers?" Yvette Aston choked, asked softly, a cry mingled with gentleness and laughter. "Our Summers must be too adorable, that’s why he likes Summers."

Summers was very happy. "Mommy, I like Daddy too."

"Mommy, when are you coming back, I miss you so much."

"Mommy, Daddy said he went to Montville too, are you together?"

Curling up in the corner, Yvette Aston cried until her whole body trembled.

She bit her fingers tightly, and spoke with difficulty. "Mm... I’m together with him."

Inexplicably, she lied to the child.

Summers’ voice revealed too much delight.

"Mommy, I miss Daddy too." Summers was a bit excited. "Can I talk to Daddy?"

"Summers..." Yvette Aston thought for a long time, finally spoke. "Ethan Grant is not your Dad, but... I’m with your real Dad now."

On the other end, Summers was silent.

After a moment, Summers spoke. "Is Daddy strong? Can he protect Mommy?"

Yvette Aston took a deep breath. "He can..."

"Then can I meet Daddy?" Summers was somewhat expectant.

Yvette Aston froze for a moment, instinctively felt a tightness in her heart.

Summers wanted to meet Henry Jennings, but Henry Jennings, did he have any intention of meeting Summers?

"Mommy... could you ask for Daddy’s opinion?"

On the other end, Summers seemed disappointed.

After a while, he spoke childishly. "Mommy, it doesn’t matter if Daddy doesn’t want to see me, having Mommy is enough for me, Uncle can protect us."

Yvette Aston held the phone, remained silent for a very, very long time.

After coaxing Summers to sleep, Yvette Aston hung up the phone, gathered her courage to open the door to see if Henry Jennings had gone to sleep.

Henry Jennings was still sitting in the living room, obviously he had no intention of going to sleep.

"Not... not sleeping?" Yvette Aston hid behind the grill, asked.

"Come here." Henry Jennings saw Yvette Aston hadn’t slept, his voice was deep.

Yvette Aston went over and poured him a cup of warm water.

"Is there something?" Henry Jennings noticed Yvette Aston hesitating to speak.

"Can... I make a request?" Yvette Aston cautiously looked at Henry Jennings.

Henry Jennings sat up straight. "You can."

Any request you make is okay.

"Could... you meet Summers?" Yvette Aston nervously looked at Henry Jennings, quickly waved her hand. "I’m not... not asking you to acknowledge Summers, just... the child wants to, wants to meet Dad... I... I’m not..."