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Chapter 122 

Mason 

There are some emotions I never tried to explore, not until Lydia came into my followed. 

I never thought I’d be able to feel so many emotions at the same time until now. 

life. 

The first was love; it was strange, and other emotions 

After Zoe finished speaking, I could barely stand. When I tried to, my legs wobbled like jelly, and I ended up back on the couch. I can’t accept this. There must be a mistake somewhere. 

I tried to make so many excuses for Mom. It finally made sense why Zoe left, why she has been giving Mom the cold shoulder since she returned. Why did she return only after Lydia did? 

“You are in no position to drive,” Marcus said. I looked to the side, and I didn’t notice he was there at first. We were in the underground parking lot at his house. 

When did I even get here? 

Zoe is standing close to him, her eyes red from all the tears she has been shedding. Marcus took the key from my hand, “I’ll drive you.” He offered. I was too tired to argue with him. 

“I don’t know what you and Zoe discussed, 

you two look like a mess.” He said. 

All through the ride home, my mind drifted through different thoughts. That day, Lydia had not denied any of the allegations my mom made. But she had also not accepted them. 

Why didn’t she deny it? If she had at least said something, then all this would not have happened. I shook my head, dispelling that thought. This is the worst time to blame anyone. 

For now, I’d confront Mom to hear what she has to say, maybe Zoe was mistaken and had remembered it wrongly. 

Immediately, Marcus killed the engine, I opened the door and stepped out, walking as fast as my legs could carry me. 

I tugged on my tie and pulled it off, holding it with one hand as I marched forward. Mom wasn’t in the sitting room, so I walked up the stairs, taking them two at a time. Stopping in front of her door, I pushed it open only to realise that it was empty. 

passed my hand through my hair and released a frustrated groan. Where the fuck is she? 

Now standing in the sitting room, I felt my sanity slipping away with each second that rolled by. That moment, the door pushed open, Mom walked in with an unfamiliar woman pulling shopping bags behind her. 

and 

I jerked my head to the side, where a wall clock perched. It was past 12 am, where she could be returning from. She laughed at a joke the woman said, and then moved her eyes to me. 

“Mason, I didn’t know you were here? Did you just come?” She questioned. I clenched 

I my fist by my side. 

She wasn’t home all day, which explains why I never got any calls from her informing me that Zoe was missing; it seems she had no idea 

about it either. 

“Have you eaten?” Really? By this time of the night? “I can make you something quickly before we talk? I don’t want us to start talking on an empty stomach.” She added. She probably wanted to talk about my breakup again. 

“I need to speak to you, too.” One look at the lady with the shopping bag who was 

lingering by, and she scurried off. 

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“Okay, we’ll talk, let’s get ” 

“I’ll go first,” I said, cutting her off. I’m too angry to even think at this point, I just want to get this over with, seeing the seriousness in my eyes she took a seat on the couch, “Take a seat then.” 

I didn’t take a seat; this isn’t something that I had to sit before I spoke. “Is there something you are keeping away from me?” I began, “Something you think I should know?” 

She shook her head, confused, “What are you on about, Mason?” She asked. 

“You know!” I yelled. Stop pretending, I wanted to add, “Five years ago, your husband’s death, my divorce.” I gave her all the hints I could think of. If she came clean and cried and begged me for forgiveness, no, not me, Lydia, maybe I’d let this go. 

She shook her head, still playing stupid, “If you have something to say to me, go straight to the point. You look angry already, you’re stalling time, and it will only make this worse.” 

And she was right, so I laid it out, “Why did you lie to me? Why did you lie against Lydia and make me end my marriage?” 

“I’ve never lied to you.” She said, still as calm as 

“There you go again. I know the truth, Lydia didn’t kill Jared. Zoe did, how long were you going to lie to me for? Hereyes widened briefly, and she shifted uncomfortably in her seat before moving her gaze to me. 

“What do you mean? I… Lydia,” she sucked in a breath, avoiding my gaze, “ly…dia killed my husband.” She stuttered. 

“There’s no need to deny it,” I said. That moment, the lady from earlier returned, without looking in my direction, she walked straight to Mom and whispered into her ear. 

Panicked flashes crossed Mom’s face. 

She finally realizes. “Did you meet with Zoe?” Fear filled Mom’s eyes as she asked. 

“Is that important? Just answer my question.” I yelled, flinging my tie and the phone I held to the side. 

“No, that’s not true, whatever she told you, don’t believe her. It’s all lies.” She said, moving towards me. “She didn’t kill Jared; Lydia did. I’m sure Lydia put her up to this. To plant the seed of hate amongst us, she must be mad to know that she is no longer a part of our family; this is her trying to take revenge.” 

“Don’t you walk towards me!” I yelled and she stopped. 

“Mom, just come clean.” I heard a voice behind me. Zoe. Where has she been? “Zoe, how did you leave? You were supposed to stay in your 

room.” 

“You can’t keep me locked up forever.” She said, glaring at Mom. “It’s better you come clean to him now.” 

Silence. 

And then a scream, a loud, deafening scream, escaped Mom’s throat. She grabbed her hair and pulled it. 

When she stopped and looked at me, I felt as though I was staring at a different person; the facade was finally off. 

“Yes,” she said, raising her head and gritting her teeth, “Zoe killed Jared, and so? Lydia already took the blame, and she is out of your life.” She said. She was not feeling a bit remorseful. 

My heart broke into a million tiny pieces at her admission. “Why? Why did you do that? How could you ruin my marriage? For what?” I just couldn’t understand. I never thought her hatred for Lydia ran that deep. That’s what she would do, what she could to ensure Lydia left me, 

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even if it means throwing her in prison for a crime she didn’t commit. 

“Don’t you push the blame on me, Mason. It was you who didn’t trust your wife. You believed me, I never forced you.” I am stunned at her words, “It was you who called the police on her yourself.” 

She was right. I can’t blame her alone. 

I had a part to play in all this. If only I trusted my wife even half, then all this wouldn’t have happened. But Mom was the cause. 

Mom was always trying to control my life. 

After Lydia, she brought Julia, and went as far as plotting with her to deceive me with her fake pregnancy. It was finally clear what type of 

woman Mom was. 

“That isn’t all. There’s something mom isn’t telling you.” Zoe said. She crossed her hand over her chest and looked at Mom, “Do you want to tell him or should I?” 

What more could there be? I am convinced that she couldn’t have done more. 

Mom grinds her teeth, “I have nothing more to say, Zoe.” She said, “Liar.” Zoe called her out immediately, “You still have a lot to say.” She tilted her head to the side and stepped forward. 

“You knew I heard you the other day, that’s the main reason you had me locked up. I found out your greatest secret.” She pushed out her chest, and I saw Mom squirm under Zoe’s harsh gaze. 

“Fine.” Zoe said and returned to my side, since she doesn’t want to tell you, I’ll do it, “Zoe.” Mom called sharply. 

But it was too late, Zoe spoke, “She tried to kill Lydia and the twins. That fire that almost took Lydia’s life in prison,” she turned to mom, “it was her, she orchestrated it to get rid of Lydia and her pregnancy for good.” 

My breath heightened, “She knew she was pregnant and still tried to kill her. That’s how vile she is, but luckily, Lydia survived, and just like Mom wanted, she thinks you caused it. That’s why she hates you so much.” 

My legs suddenly felt too weak to carry my body. Mom wasn’t denying it, it was true. 

Mom ruined me, she ruined everything. 

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