Chapter 2

I was ready to walk over and help my mother up, to tell her I never blamed her—that fate plays cruel tricks and when someone wants to be unfaithful, there's simply no stopping them.

But before I could reach her, someone kicked me from behind, sending me sprawling to the side. They surrounded me, blocking my path completely.

Meanwhile, my mother's face grew increasingly pale. She clutched her chest, her brow furrowed in a look of immense agony.

I knew this was a sign of a heart attack and in our rush to leave earlier, we had forgotten to bring her medication. I tried desperately to shake off the security guards surrounding me, but they held me down tightly.

My mother cried as she struggled to come save me. Seeing this, Corey acted maliciously, deliberately holding his son close as he moved toward her.

Just as my mother stumbled forward, he intentionally let go, dropping his son onto the ground. "Damn it! You old hag! You deliberately knocked me over, trying to kill my newborn baby!"

The frightened baby wailed loudly on the ground.

Corey quickly scooped him up, cradled him protectively and scowled at my mother with utter venom in his eyes. "I never imagined you could be so cruel, not even sparing a defenseless baby. You must have come here to ruin the full-month celebration because your son failed to win over my wife and now you're trying to kill my child out of spite!"

Then, he continued, "Listen here, you old hag. If anything happens to my son, killing both of you wouldn't be enough to make up for it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his foot and viciously kicked my mother in the chest, sending her crashing into the towering layer cake beside her.

Crash!

The cake instantly collapsed, smashing onto my mother, making her even more miserable.

Hearing Corey's accusations, the crowd around us grew even more outraged, while my mother broke down in tears and tried to explain, "I didn't … I didn't knock the baby over. He did it on purpose … "

Thud!

Just as she was about to finish her sentence, Corey strode over and kicked her again.

My heart hurt so much when I saw this and I fought desperately to save my mother. "Corey, stop right there! If you dare touch my mother again, I'll make sure you die a horrible death!"

Some distance away, Yvonne heard the disturbance and hurried over in a panic.

I thought she was coming to help my mother, but I was wrong. "Sweetheart, don't scare Mommy like this!"

The child kept crying and each wail seemed to tear at Yvonne's heart. She lifted her eyes and shot a fierce glare at my mother. "Tell me, why would you do such a thing? He's just a baby! You and your son are utterly despicable."

Soon, the commotion started again. "Beat her up! Beat that old witch to death!"

"Yeah, I curse them to have no descendants and may their line end with them!"

The surrounding crowd closed in on my mother, beginning to kick and punch her.

Corey added fuel to the fire, shouting, "Yvonne, protect our son! She will definitely look for another chance to kill him."

My eyes become bloodshot with wrath at his twisted lies. "You despicable man! Don't you dare frame my mother! That child was clearly your … "

Before I could finish, he shouted to the security guards nearby. "Guards, grab that old woman! Make her kneel and apologize, swearing a solemn oath!"

"Yes, sir!" The security guards rushed over and dragged my mother, who was on the verge of death, directly to Yvonne.

"Apologize and then swear an oath. Say that if she ever harms my child again, your son, Mark, will be childless forever and die a horrible death," he demanded.

But by now, my mother was in so much pain she couldn't even speak, let alone kneel and swear an oath.

Three minutes later, seeing my mother still curled motionless on the ground, Yvonne flew into a rage.