Love in Twilight

Love In Twilight By Tiny Mountains Chapter 214

Chapter 214 The Distance from Heaven to Hell “How much did they pay you? Why did you frame me?!”

Patrick had already forced Theresa to the window.

“Patrick! Calm down!”

Suddenly, Patrick snapped. “My… My son married your daughter?”

“Yes, yes he did.”

“No, no! I can’t allow him to invite disaster to all of us! Will you only stop after destroying the entire

Lawrence family?”

He slowly approached Theresa, inching closer and closer.

Theresa could only lean against the window. This place had been vacant for a long time, and the glass

had long since shattered.

Then, she suddenly realized what was going on.

“Wait, no. Emily isn’t my daughter! Clarissa is!” “Clarissa?” Patrick was confused again. “Who’s that?

Tell me who Clarissa is!”

Without warning, he roared and pounced at her.

This scared Theresa, and she shrunk back. He grabbed her by the collar. “It’s you!!! It’s you, it’s you,

it’s you!” Patrick was infuriated. Every cell in his body was shaking in anger.

Earlier that afternoon, Patrick had gone to the university for a lecture. On his way back, he ran into

Emily.

She told him, “This evening, my mother’s going to go to my old house. You know, the one where….”

She leaned in close and whispered wickedly into his ear, “The one where she killed my father. She

probably wants to see what the empire you built up looks like now. There are only a few families

staying there, and the place looks abandoned. Her name isn’t Theresa Hale. It’s Theresa Zell!”

Then, Emily laughed derisively. She detested Theresa. Not only was Theresa frugal, but she also never

bothered about Luke. All Theresa did was resent Emily for pushing Luke to get money from Damien.

People always said that it was best to marry a man who was financially independent, and whose

parents were dead.

Luke’s father was already dead, and he only had a mother left.

She would wait to see how Theresa would end up. “What are you doing here?” Damien’s voice

suddenly rang out from behind Patrick. “Let her

go!”

Patrick turned back. “No, I won’t! She made me lose everything, and m.de the lives of everyone in this

neighborhood a living nightmare. There’s no way I’ll let her go! No w.iy…”

After that, he lifted his arms up. Theresa’s center of gravity went haywire, and she lost her balance.

Just like that, she fell out of the window.

Damien’s brows furrowed. Blood rushed into his knees as he made a mad dash to the window and

looked down from it.

All he could see was Theresa’s figure falling downward.

This was the eighteenth floor! There was basically no hope of survival.

“Look at what you’ve done!” Damien roared at Patrick, furious beyond anything

“Did I kill someone? Did I kill someone? Is Madam Zell dead?!” Patrick suddenly became fearful.

“What’s going to happen to me? What am I going to do?”

“Get lost! I’ll handle this!” Damien spat at Patrick, doing his best to suppress his growing fury

Patrick was the same person he had always been. Now that there was trouble, he wanted nothing

more than to shrink into his shell.

“Go! Get out of here! Don’t let anyone see you!”

Meanwhile, Clarissa happened to take a taxi to the same location.

She had just gotten out of the car, when she heard something land with a loud crash on the ground not

too far away from her.

She turned to look. A great shock overcame her when she saw that it was her mother, whose mouth

was filled with blood.

Clarissa’s brain immediately went blank, and her ears started buzzing. She was stupefied, Then, she

raised her head and looked at the approximate location of the eighteenth floor.

Theresa had already told her that was where Emily’s house was.

There weren’t many residents here, and she immediately saw a person standing by the window.

It didn’t have any glass in it, so it was easy to see if anyone was standing there.

Though Clarissa couldn’t see the person clearly, she was sure that it was Damien.

Yes… It was Damien.

He was standing by the window, and all of a sudden, she felt like she didn’t know him anymore. She

stared at him in numbed shock, nausea surging within her.

At this moment, the distance between them was akin to the distance between heaven and hell… Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

He was in heaven, and he had pushed Theresa down to hell.

Why had he done it? Why?!

Clarissa’s chest heaved and her breathing grew heavy. She wanted to call out to her mother, but the

words were stuck in her throat.

Then, the world around her started spinning. She blacked out.