Little did innocent Teresa know that the so-called evidence she clung to was worth nothing in Yuna’s eyes!


    “That doesn’t prove anything. You didn’t see it with your own eyes! Besides, does your mother need a reason to hit my son? She’s wicked enough just to do it because she feels like it!”


    Teresa panicked, and so did Manley. Tears streaming down his face, he stomped his feet in distress and looked at Teresa with a pitiful gaze, “Aunt Marguerite hit me! She really did! Teresa, why won’t you believe me? I was so, so scared!”


    Everyone was saying Mommy had hit Manley, but Teresa stubbornly believed her mother would never do such a thing!


    Without caring for evidence, she rushed over and clung to Frederick’s leg, crying her heart out, “Hayes’ daddy! My mom would never hit Manley! I believe in her! We had such a good time at the hospital, all four of us. How could she bear to hit him? Please, you have to believe me!”


    Frederick’s heart twisted at the sight of the little one in distress. He bent down and lifted Teresa into his arms,forting her softly, “Alright, I believe her.”


    Marguerite froze for a moment. Frederick’s words were so sudden, she couldn’t even react.


    Did he really believe her, or was he just trying tofort Teresa, who was pleading on her behalf?


    Yuna, on the other hand, was livid!


    She had gruesomely drugged and frightened her own son the previous night, all in order to spring a trap for Marguerite, that abominable woman!


    After such a hefty sacrifice, and now Freddie was not buying her son’s story!


    The more Yuna thought about it, the angrier she got, her voice rising uncontrobly, “Freddie! Don’t you think you’re being too unfair? You believe what Teresa says but not Manley? Who is your child after all? I have solid evidence that Marguerite hit Manley! Last night, Manley didn’t have dinner, neither did Marguerite! She took advantage when none of us were in the bedroom to strike at Manley!”


    A look of disgust shed in Frederick’s eyes, his gaze burning with anger, “Marguerite was in a car ident yesterday, she even had a mild concussion. A woman who can barely walk without support, how do you suppose she had the strength to touch Manley?”


    His words carried an undeniable force, stopping Yuna in her tracks.


    That woman was in a car ident yesterday? Damn it! Why didn’t it kill her! If she had


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    known, she would never have chosenst night to make her move!


    Yuna felt guilty, her defiance waning, “Then… how do you exin Manley’s words?”


    Frederick’s gaze was piercing, slowly he uttered two words, “A nightmare.”


    It was a lifeline he was throwing to Yuna.


    But his unwavering decision to believe Marguerite over Manley wasn’t about favoritism.


    It was because on many asions, under Yuna’s influence, Manley had a habit of lying.


    Yuna, however, refused to take the lifeline, “Freddie, Manley said it wasn’t a nightmare! By showing such tant bias, aren’t you afraid Manley will be disappointed in you?”


    “That’s a question you should be asking yourself.”