She Said It Was Therapy, They Signed A Pardon Chapter 06
The man frowned at her.
“What else? The bride jumped.”
Mom’s grip went slack. Dad stumbled.
“Really… jumped?”
“Of course!” The bystander couldn’t hold back. “That groom’s a real piece of work–he and his groomsmen cornered the bride in her room. Who knows what they were planning. The poor girl
was so terrified she jumped from the upper floor.”
Another passerby spat. “I heard the guy’s a criminal too. He hurt the bride a few years ago and went to prison. Then somehow her family got him out and forced her to marry him.”
“Those parents don’t deserve to be called parents.
Dad’s face went white. Mom’s lips trembled.
Noah suddenly looked up.
“Wait.” His expression hardened. “He hurt her three years ago? What are you talking about? Weren’t they together? Didn’t Ivy get involved with him and betray me?”
The man stared at him like he was an idiot.
“What are you talking about? It was in the papers! She was the victim–the man mistook her for someone else! If you don’t know the facts, fine, but don’t smear the victim.”
Noah’s face went pale.
He turned stiffly toward Mia, who had just caught up.
“Mia. What is he saying?”
Mia’s eyes darted “Noah, I…”
Noah stared her down. “What really happened three years ago? Ivy wasn’t willing?”
Mia’s lips moved. “I didn’t realize you never knew.
Noah’s pupils shrank.
He reached for his phone Mia grabbed his arm.
“Noah, it’s been three years. What’s the point of digging it up now?”
He shook her off. “I’ll decide if there’s a point.”
He turned to Mom and Dad.
“You knew too, didn’t you?”
Mom and Dad looked cornered.
Mom opened her mouth, but nothing came out.
Of course they knew.
But today was Mia’s wedding day. They couldn’t say it. If they did, Noah would find out exactly
what Mia had done.
Noah watched their faces and felt his heart sink.
“Fine. None of you want to talk?”
He dialed. “I’ll find out myself.”
But Mom and Dad were already past caring.
Mom grabbed the person beside her. “Where’s my daughter? Which hospital did they take her to?”
She and Dad called every nearby hospital, one after another.
Finally, the third one gave them an answer.
The nurse hesitated. “Are you Ivy’s family?”
Mom nodded frantically. “Yes! I’m her mother! How is she? Is she still in surgery?”
Silence on the line.
“I’m sorry. The patient’s injuries were too severe. Resuscitation failed. She’s been pronounced dead”
Mom’s phone clattered to the floor.
Dad swayed and collapsed onto a bench in the hospital hallway.
“Impossible”
Mom stood there, dazed. “How could she die? She never actually”
Her voice broke.
She remembered what I’d said with a smile before the wedding.
“Mom, Dad. Goodbye.”
It crashed into her all at once.
Mom finally broke down, covering her face.
“No! Ivy can’t really be dead!”
Dad spun around and grabbed Mia by the shoulders.
“Didn’t you say she’d get better?!”
Mia’s face went white.
Dad’s eyes were red–rimmed, his voice shaking.
“You said she had to face the things that scared her! You said she should marry that man and
rebuild a relationship with him so she’d stop being afraid! We agreed because of you!”
“Now she’s dead!”
Mom looked up, her eyes wild.
“Mia. You studied psychology. You said this was saving your sister. You said she was getting
better!”
Mia stumbled backward, lips trembling.
“I… I don’t know. I followed what I learned…”
Her voice faded to nothing.
“I don’t know why she did this.”
