Now They Want My Forgiveness - Chapter 207: Chapter 207

The bank officer wiped his face with a tissue—he'd already given Fiona all the courtesy he could, and he wasn't about to give her any more. He said, "Someone, get her out of here. Anywhere but here is fine."
Someone came over and dragged Fiona out.
Fiona kept screaming and yelling, but it was no use. She ended up lying on the ground, but luckily, this was a villa neighborhood, so no one outside could see her—otherwise, it would've been so humiliating.
The bank and court people had pretty much wrapped things up and were about to leave when Fiona finally gave in.
She said to the back officer, "William, I'm really sorry about earlier. I just lost my head for a moment. I really can't do anything on my own right now. Could you please take me to my parents' place?"
William replied, "Sure, I'll give you a ride."
Together, they helped Fiona into William's car.
Stella told Jordan, "Follow them."
Jordan knew she just wanted to watch the show. No matter how important his work was, nothing mattered more than making her happy. So, he started the car and followed after them.
When they arrived at the Clark residence, Stella—who hadn't set foot here in years—couldn't help but notice how the Clark family was living the good life now.
They were still out in the suburbs, but now they had not just one, but two three-story houses. For hundreds of miles around, the Clark family was the only one living in such fancy houses.
William still had work to do, so after dropping Fiona off, he drove away.
Fiona gripped the gate with both hands as tightly as she could and shouted inside, "Mom, Silas, I'm back—open the door for me."
June and Silas hurried out. But when they saw Fiona looking like she was barely clinging to life, the two of them froze and didn't come any closer.
Even though June was already in her seventies, her skin was still remarkably well-maintained for her age. She shot Fiona a wary look and asked, "Why are you here? You came by yourself? Didn't you bring anything with you?"
Fiona replied, "I didn't bring anything. I ran into some trouble at home. Mom, I was hoping I could crash here for a few days."
Without even a second thought, June said, "Absolutely not. There's no place for you in this house."
Fiona said, "I don't believe that. I'm the one who got these two houses built for you. I know exactly how many rooms there are in here—probably better than anyone else.
"I made sure to save a room for myself back then. Can't I just crash here for a few nights?"
Even at her age, June still had a sharp eye—she immediately noticed Fiona was hurt. She asked, "What happened to you? Why do you look like that?"
Fiona said, "It's nothing, just got into a car accident, that's all."
June was taken aback. She exclaimed, "You got into a car accident and you didn't go to the hospital? What are you doing here—are you trying to die in our house? No way. Get out of here."
Fiona said, "Mom, what are you even talking about? You wouldn't be living like this if it weren't for me. How could you just throw me out like this?"
June shot back, "Who else am I supposed to kick out if not you? Did I ever ask you to build such a huge house for me? Do you have any idea how much the utility bills are every month for a place this size?"
Fiona replied, "I've been the one paying those bills for you all this time."
June said, "Anyway, whoever landed you in this mess, go find them—don't bring your bad luck into this house."
Fiona stared at June in shock. She said, "Mom, whenever the family needed money, I was always the one sending it over. When my sister's husband needed a job, I was the one who got it for him.
"When her son wanted to study abroad, I paid for everything. And when her son got married, I was the one who bought him a house and a car."