I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Meredith saw Fiona lying on the ground and, concerned, hurried over to help her up. “Are you hurt? Are you okay?”

Fiona, feigning discomfort, touched her shoulder. “I’m fine.”

Upon seeing Meredith emerge, Mr. Thatcher immediately went inside and dragged Gemma out. “What did this woman say to you just now?”

Gemma, visibly frightened but daring not to cry for fear of Mr. Thatcher, honestly replied, “Grandpa, she asked if my new dad has been good to me.”

“And what else did she ask you?” Mr. Thatcher demanded, his voice harsh.

At that, Gemma burst into tears, unable to hold them back any longer.

Seeing Gemma crying, Mr. Thatcher pushed her away dismissively. “Useless.”

Meredith, supporting Fiona, did not dare to confront Mr. Thatcher as he harshly treated the child.

Mrs. Thatcher stepped forward and helped the fallen Gemma. “Don’t cry, Gemma, grandma is here,” she soothed, but Gemma only cried harder.

Mr. Thatcher, clutching a stool with a menacing look, glared at Meredith and Fiona. “Get out of here now.”

Meredith had got what she needed and knew it was wise to leave, given her disadvantage.

However, before Meredith could leave, Fiona confronted Mr. Thatcher. “You old fool, you frame Justin! Are you a man at all? Since his birth, have you ever been responsible? Now you want to ruin him. Are you even human? Jesus, I’ve never seen parents as shameless as you, heartless and ungrateful. Justin should have never ever looked for his parents.”

Fiona’s words were deliberately provocative, meant to infuriate Mr. Thatcher and defend Justin.

Meredith tugged at Fiona, trying to stop her, but to no avail.

Enraged, Mr. Thatcher exploded. “I am his father. I brought him into this world, and he should look after us. If I had known what a mess he would become, I should have killed him at birth, so he would not have the chance to hurt his own niece.”

These merciless words portrayed Justin as an enemy, not a son.

Meredith, with a cold look, retorted, “Wasn’t Justin abandoned by all of you the moment he was born? Mr. Thatcher, Mrs. Thatcher, Justin has given everything for you, working himself to death. You should be grateful to have such a good son instead of trying to destroy him.”

This accusation made Mrs. Thatcher uneasy, as they had indeed abandoned Justin from the start.

But Mr. Thatcher showed no remorse or understanding of Meredith’s words. “That’s my family’s business. Hhe deserves everything he gets since he’s such an animal. If you want to get involved, maybe you can pay to compensate Gemma and help call the police to take this scoundrel away.”

Unyielding and unreasonable, Mr. Thatcher refused any softening toward Justin.

At that moment, the paralyzed Tristan muttered from inside, “Dad, call the police. Let them arrest him and get justice for Gemma.”

Meredith looked at these ungrateful people and felt deep sorrow for Justin.

Fiona, defending Justin, shouted, “After you came to the capital, Justin paid for everything, even your medical expenses. Can’t you have a bit of conscience? Even if you kill us today, we will seek justice for Justin, you ungrateful wretches…”

As Fiona’s insults grew more severe, Mr. Thatcher’s face turned red with rage, and he lifted the stool to strike.

Meredith, standing beside Fiona, quickly pulled her away, barely avoiding the blow.

Fiona, unfazed and ready for the confrontation, shouted, “Come on, try and do that again, you heartless old man. It serves you right that your son is paralyzed. What a family of evils…”

“Shut up, you brat!” Mr. Thatcher, furious, began to fight with Fiona.

Meredith was stunned; she had never seen Fiona so fierce and bold. In the past Fiona had always been so timid, hiding behind her just when anything happened.

Now, Fiona held her ground. As Mr. Thatcher wielded his stool, Fiona timed her push when Mr. Thatcher lunged again, directing him towards Meredith.

Then Fiona was tackled by Mr. Thatcher. Seeing this, Meredith quickly intervened.

With fury in his eyes, Mr. Thatcher violently shoved Meredith aside and then picked up a stool, aiming it at her.NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.