Now They Want My Forgiveness - Chapter 204: Chapter 204

Stella slowly walked into Fiona's room.
When Fiona sensed someone else in the room, she looked up and saw Stella through the crusted blood on her face. Her expression instantly stiffened. She stammered, "Why are you here?"
Stella sneered, "You don't want me to visit you?"
Fiona asked, "You're here out of kindness? Or are you just here to watch me suffer?" Her voice was weary, every word laced with exhaustion.
Stella nodded and said, "Just like you said, I'm here to watch you suffer." She then glanced around the room and continued, "After being pampered and loved by Andrew for almost thirty years, he ended up beating you like this. That must sting, huh?"
As Stella spoke, she moved closer to Fiona, her face inches from Fiona's, a smug smile playing on her lips.
Fiona's eyes blazed with anger. If her arm wasn't injured, she would've slapped Stella right then and there. She snapped, "I'm your mother—how can you treat me like this?"
Stella's face darkened as she shot back, "And I'm still your daughter, aren't I? Don't you know about the child protection laws these days? If you hit your kid, the cops can arrest you anytime. Let alone everything else you've done to me.
"Don't even try to deny it, Fiona. Just think about all the things you and your family have done to me."
Fiona roared, "Get out. Go, now. I don't want to see you for even a second."
Stella sneered, "You think I want to see you? If I weren't here to pick up Grandma today, I wouldn't have bothered coming at all. This place means nothing to me. But I heard you haven't paid off your loan for over half a year.
"The court and the bank could show up any day now. Who knows, maybe it'll be today?"
Fiona looked nervous.
Stella continued, "If it is today, even better. I'd love to watch the drama unfold. Fiona, when you bent over backwards for Silas, did you ever imagine you'd end up like this?"
Fiona shouted, "Shut up!" She started to panic.
She hadn't paid her mortgage in six months, and the bank had been calling her over and over. At first, they were polite, but then the calls turned into collection calls.
The collection agents were relentless—they said all kinds of things.
Lately, she could barely sleep. Every time she thought about what would happen if she couldn't pay off the loan and lost the house, she was filled with dread.
Lately, the Hayes family had been selling off everything they owned—there was barely anything left now.
Fiona thought, 'Max and Andrew are both still in the hospital, totally clueless about what's going on. When they finally recover and come back to find everything gone, they'll only resent me even more.'
Stella added, "I almost envy Silas, Fiona. If I had a sibling like you, I wouldn't be in such a miserable state today.
"So, Fiona, when the bank and the court show up, have you figured out where you're going to live? I bet you're almost out of houses to your name, aren't you?
"If I were you, I'd just run back to the Clark family. After all you've done for them, your mom and Bella should be grateful, right?
"But what if they realize you're no use to them anymore? Then you'll be tossed out like an outcast, with nowhere to go."
Fiona's heart skipped a beat—Stella had hit a nerve. Panic flashed across her face, and her voice grew shrill with anxiety as she shouted, "Stella, stop making things up. That's never going to happen. When I go back, they'll be happy to have me."
"Oh, really? You think they don't know you got beaten up? Or maybe they do know, and just don't care?" Stella shot back, her voice full of mockery.
Fiona was completely at a loss. She insisted, "No, they don't know yet. If they found out and saw what Andrew did to me, they'd definitely go after him."