Chapter 49 Why was I in Prison


    A soft, elegant female voice was heard over the public address system at the airport, informing


    passengers to begin boarding. Calvin took a look at Sophia, shook off her hand, greeted with Vincent,


    and turned to leave.


    Sophia sat on the ground, looking at Calvin left with a pale face.


    Vincent held her up, “Sophia, Come on. Calvin was impulsive, don’t take it seriously. What happened to


    your mother is none of your business."


    Sophia nodded and then walked out like a walking dead with the support of Vincent. After two steps,


    Sophia suddenly pushed Vincent away and ran out.


    "Sophia!” Vincent immediately went after her.


    Sophia did not go anywhere else but to the ST cemetery. She wanted to see what Calvin said was true.


    In fact, she thought: Calvin must tell a joke! Her mother had told her when she was in prison that she


    should behave well in prison and that when she came out in five years, she woulde and pick her


    up.


    Running too fast, Sophia stumbled, fell to the ground and got her foot sprained. Sophia ignored the


    pain in the foot, got up and continued to run.


    Vincent drove to follow her. Seeing that she was limping, he stretched out his hand to embrace her.


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    "What are you doing, Vincent?!" Sophia''s eyes were fierce and severe. At this time she was like a evil


    spirit.


    Vincent had palpitations in his heart and picked her up in his arms, “It is impossible for you to get there


    till morning if you run to cemetery. I''ll drive you there!"


    He seemed to feel Sophia was anxious, Vincent drove fast. Originally it was more than two hours of


    journey, but he only cost an hour.


    It was dark and there was cool breeze, which was scary.


    Before the car stopped, Sophia opened the door and got off. She ran to the cemetery with the fastest


    speed.


    This was thergest cemetery in ST, and almost all the people who died in ST were buried here.


    Sophia did not know which tombstone belonged to her mother, so she started from the first tombstone


    and looked for it one by one.


    Vincent followed her. He wanted to take Sophia there, but seeing that she gave a smile when she did


    not see her mother’s tombstone when looking for it one by one, he changed his idea.


    Perhaps she didn''t want to find her mother''s tombstone so quickly. One by one, when she found it, she


    would be very tired and had no energy to be too sad.


    From the first row of the cemetery, Sophia looked for it and Vincent silently followed her, watching her


    alternately sad and happy.


    After some time, it waspletely dark, and the cemetery could not be seen at a little distance. Sophia


    still did not give up finding it.


    And after some time, Sophia lost one of her shoes and got her broken, exposing her toes.


    Distance from that tombstone got closer and closer. Vincent stopped and looked at her quietly. Sure


    enough, Sophia stopped and knelt in front of a tombstone, a momentter, she issued a shrill cry,


    “Mom!"


    "Mom!"


    Sophia tightly held the tombstone, “Mom! What brought you here? Didn''t you promise to wait until I got


    out of prison? Didn''t you promise to apany me on a trip abroad? Didn''t you promise you would


    pick my wedding dress? Didn''t you promise to babysit for me? Mom, why don''t you keep your


    promise?!"


    The cries grew louder and louder. Sophia held the tombstone, kept patting. Then her hand got broken


    and bloody.


    Sophia did not feel pain at all and patted the tombstone with more force. Soon, her tender hands got a


    lot of blood.


    Vincent came to help Sophia up, “Sophia, things have been like this, don''t be too sad." Vincent looked


    at Sophia. He deliberately suppressed his fear, not to look at the face in that picture on the tombstone


    full of loving smile.


    After crying for a while, Sophia caught Vincent''s hand and asked, “What do you mean? How did my


    Mom die? Vincent, tell me! How did my mother die?!"


    Vincent looked down at Sophia’s fingernails almost pinched into his flesh and then he raised his head


    to look at her, “Sophia, it was an ident. She fell down the stairs. That''s why... Sophia, it was not your


    fault!”


    "It was my fault! If I hadn''t gone to jail, how could this happen to my mother?! It was my fault! It was my


    fault!, Calvin was right, I made my Mom dead!"


    Sophia shouted emotionally.


    Vincent stretched out his hand to embrace her and held her tightly in his arms, “Sophia, it was really an


    ident. It was an ident. It was an ident..." He kept repeating it, as if once he had said less, it


    would no longer be an ident.


    Sophia struggled and got free from Vincent’s arms. She knelt in front of Helena Simpson her mother''s


    grave and pped on her face, “Mom, I''m sorry! It was my fault! I caused your death! Why did I go to


    jail? Why did I go to jail?"


    She shouted to the sky, making fists and pounding them harder and harder on the hard stone.


    "Sophia!”


    Vincent held her bleeding fist, “Sophia, I beg you. Don''t hurt yourself anymore, please."


    Seeing Vincent''s face, Sophia felt grief in heart, “Vincent! Get out of here! Get out of here! You''re the


    one who caused my mother’s death! Stay away from my mother!"


    Vincent suddenly trembled. Vincent again held Sophia into his arms. His strength was very big, and


    Sophia could not break free.


    He pressed Sophia''s head in his arms, stroked her hair, and keptforting her, “Sophia, it was not


    your fault, it was not your fault, it was not your fault."


    Sophia struggled at the beginning, and then gradually she gave up.


    Vincent gradually felt relieved. He looked down at Sophia''s face and found that Sophia in grief had


    passed out.