Tears streamed down my face as my gaze fell to the ground covered in black ash, and my broken heart burned with the flames.
When he proposed the secret marriage three years ago, I should have known that Renee and I were just pawns to be used by them to placate the Kain family, and they had only ever loved Maria.
Unfortunately, I realized this too late.
Adam discreetly wiped his hand with a tissue, then went to console Maria.
She sobbed piteously for a while, and Bowen finally released his grip on my neck, not because he was soft-hearted, but because he was busy handing Maria a tissue.
I watched the two men from the Kain family surrounding Maria, their voices filled with concern and tenderness.
Maria gradually stopped crying in their soothing voices.
At that moment, I felt ridiculously stupid for the past three years.
I lifted my foot and walked towards Renee, who lay motionless on the ground. I just wanted to take her away from this place.
But Maria still wouldn't let us go.
Clearly, she was the one who won, but at the moment when I helped Renee up, she came to us with the thermos box, looking pitiful.
"Bonnie, I'm sorry... I am really sorry. I didn't expect it to end up like this. I know you hate me, but this is something I got for your mom, please accept it for her..."
I slowly lowered my head and looked at the culprit who had caused my mother's death.
My emotions suddenly lost control.
I grabbed the thermos box from her hands and slammed it onto her head.
In the next second, sticky soup flowed down her head, her hair stuck together, and the smell of meat mixed with shampoo was nauseating.
My eyes were bloodshot, and I shouted angrily, "Get out of here! Don't pretend to be nice in front of me!'
Adam glared at me with a warning look.
At the same time I moved, he rushed to my face.
His shoes kicked me hard in the stomach.
Then he quickly hugged Maria, using his thousand-dollar shirt to wipe the soup from her head.
I slid to the ground helplessly as my back crashed heavily against the wall.
After cleaning up most of the mess, Maria's face was already drenched in tears.
Adam tore off his dirty shirt and threw it aside.
He walked up to me, bent down, and grabbed my face, squeezing it so hard that it felt like my jawbone was about to break.
Just as he raised his hand to hit me, Maria spoke in a tearful voice.