Chapter 532

Madeline:

“I know I shouldn’t have done that. I wish I hadn’t. Now I’ve lost everything. And he has the videos. I know he will come back to blackmail me again,” Yuvonne cried.

I was shocked by everything she had been telling me. I reached for her hand and squeezed it.

“It was not your fault,” I murmured, watching her lift her eyes to look at me in shock. “I’m not lying to you. They manipulate women when they are at their lowest. They blackmail them, leaving them no other option, and then make it seem like it was a choice. I don’t blame you. I almost fell into it, and you saved me.”

I paused, pulling my hand back and placing it in my lap, feeling guilty for not being there for her when she had saved me from a similar situation. Honestly, I felt guilty at that moment.

She lowered her head and started crying again.

“I thought you would hate me,” she mumbled, hiccuping as she tried to finish her sentence.

“Why would I hate you, Yuvonne?” I asked. “You went through what I was about to go through. Sadly, I wasn’t there for you when you were there for me.”

I sighed as pain struck me at the thought of how lonely she must have felt all this time.

“So you don’t hate me?” she asked again, her eyes glistening with tears.

“No, of course not. I don’t,” I replied. “But I’m really sad you went through it alone without telling anyone. If you had told me, I would have helped you,” I added, sliding closer to her on the couch.

I understood that Ron wanted me to take his side, but as one woman to another, I could not shame Yuvonne when I had been through the same and almost gotten myself into trouble. Thankfully, she helped me that day.

I made a mistake going alone into the room with Elgin and Graham. Even when I said no, I was still trapped there.

She rescued me. Sadly, when she was trapped, I could not rescue her. So I was going to help her now.

At the same time, I was furious with that asshole, Graham.

“I wasn’t given a chance. He ambushed me,” she whimpered, taking slow and deep breaths.

“That’s what he does. He and Elgin attack when they realize the person is alone,” I muttered, rubbing the back of my neck.

“Thank you so much for not judging me. I’ve been so scared. I thought about telling you, but then I thought you would kick me out of the house.”

As she began to explain, I looked away because that was exactly what Ron was upset with me about.

“But I don’t understand. How did you find out?” she asked, turning on the couch to study my face.

For the first few seconds, I just watched her. Her expression intensified as she tried to understand how I had figured out the whole thing, even the kind of interaction they had.

The problem was that I was not sure if I should tell her. She was already dealing with severe depression, and I did not want her to hear that Ron knew and fall into a deeper spiral.

“I just did,” I mumbled.

“No, I want to know how, because that means someone else knows. Did Graham

tell you himself?” she pressed, watching my face with intensity.

“Yuvonne, the thing is, I should have

heard this from you,” I began

carefully, trying to stay vague to

protect her from getting worse by

telling her about Ron and my visit to

myvisit

the prison.

“If only you had told me, I would have helped you, and you wouldn’t have tried to hurt yourself.”

As I mentioned that, I watched her lean back, stretch her arms out, and rest her hands on her knees as if she were overwhelmed.

Her body language made me study her face, my eyebrows scrunched.

“You know, if there is something I should know, tell me now,” I insisted, keeping my voice low.

She drew in a deep breath and

looked up at me. Tears formed in

her eyes, and her lips quivered. Her

body began to shake, and in her most vulnerable moment, she Whispered I did not, he…

That was all I heard before she broke down.

I moved closer to her, and she rested her head on my shoulder, crying uncontrollably.

“I did not want to do it. I didn’t want him to blackmail me anymore. I cried in front of him. I showed him the pregnancy test to tell him why he shouldn’t blackmail me But he got so angry that he content

She paused again. This time, she lifted her head from my shoulder and looked me straight in the eye.

“And he pushed me. He killed my baby,” she uttered.

The words made me pull away from her and cover my mouth with my hands in shock.