Chapter 14 Marcus, Please Let Me Go
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Marcus frowned, clearly not expecting me to defy him. He challenged. ‘Oh, you’ve grown a backbone now? What’s our relationship? Should I tell him I’ve slept with you or that you’ve been living like a beggar in our house for all these years?”
I stared at Marcus, my breath hot and my vision trembling with despair.
“Marcus, you’re going too far!” Nicholas stepped forward, grabbing Marcus by the collar.
Fearing they’d start fighting, I stepped between them and blocked Nicholas. “Nick, thank you. Please, just leave, We’ll talk another time.”
Nicholas was worried about my situation; he shot Marcus an angry g possible. The farther you stay from someone like him, the better.”
I nodded and agreed, “Okay, Nick.”
Nicholas drove off. I stood there without looking back.
glance. He told me, “Maddy, deal with this as soon as
“Madeline, have I been too kind to you lately?” Marcus advanced, grabbing my wrist and dragging me to the storage room in the backyard.
I looked at him fearfully, unsure of his intentions.
“Didn’t I tell you not to have any contact with that guy? Are my words just noise to you?” Marcus was furious.
“I’ll tell your mother that our engagement is off… I’ll leave Baytown,” I stammered, backing away in fear, eyes locked on Marcus.
“Oh, you think you can escape? Madeline, you made a mistake. You’ll face the consequences. Do you think leaving will absolve you?” Marcus sneered coldly.
“You said… You told me to leave,” I cried. Why was he doing this to me?
“Before you maliciously pushed Bella down the stairs, you had a chance to leave. I gave you that chance, and you didn’t cherish it. Now, it’s too late!”
“I didn’t do it! How many times do I have to say it for you to believe me? Why won’t you believe me?” I wept as I asked why he wouldn’t trust me and why he was treating me ruthlessly.
Marcus seemed indifferent. His eyes filled with anger.
He snatched my phone and locked me in the storage room. Before he left, he commanded, ‘Reflect on your actions here. When you agree to go to the hospital and apologise to Bella, I’ll let you out.”
I cried, banging on the door, begging Marcus to let me out.
He wouldn’t let me out, and no one in the Flynns dared to release me.
I didn’t know how long I cried, curling up in the corner in fear.
The light in the storage room was broken. Marcus knew very well that since my parents‘ deaths, I’d been afraid of the dark.
Yet he still used a dark, enclosed space to punish me.
He always did that, threatening me with what he knew I feared most.
Marcus always exploited the favour his family had bestowed on me and bullied me repeatedly.
My fever worsened. Leaning against the pile of clutter, I drifted in and out of consciousness.
If the maid hadn’t felt sorry for me and told Bernice, I might have died in that storage room that night.
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Chapter 14 Marcus, Please Let Me Go
The next morning.
“Marcus, what did Maddy do wrong that you had to lock her in the storage room?” Bernice demanded angrily.
“Bella is in the hospital, and she’s just out of danger!” Marcus’s voice was filled with barely contained fury.
“Mom, you’ve spoiled her. If this continues, she’ll be out of controll
I lay groggily on the bed, listening to Marcus and Bernice argue outside the door.
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“She pushed Bella down the stairs. That’s attempted murder! If Hella decides to press charges, Maddy will go to jail!”
Bernice was silent for a long time before she spoke.
“You need to talk to Bella. Whatever compensation she wants, we’ll give it to her. Maddy can’t go to jail. This poor child’s life will be ruined”
Marcus sneered coldly and added, “It’s your spoiling that’s gotten her here. She’s been living in our house, eating our food, using our things, and all she does is cause trouble.
“Mom, I’ve already asked Roy to buy you a ticket. You’ll stay on Milgue Island for a while. I’ll handle things here. You can’t keep indulging her. If you do, you’re harming her.”
Marcus wanted to send Bernice away.
I clutched the bedsheet in fear, not daring to make a sound.
If Bernice left, Marcus would be even more ruthless.
I was shaking all over. I curled up under the covers. What should I do? What should I do?
Marcus wouldn’t let me go.
It was unclear how long had passed before it became quiet outside. I thought they had left, but then Marcus suddenly burst through the door.
I backed away in fear.
He sneered coldly and said, “My mom is gone. Let’s see who can protect you now.”
“Marcus… Marcus, please let me go. I’m begging you.”
