Drama Novel
Chapter 251 You’ll be in Prison for at least a few years 4
Chapter 251 You’ll be in Prison for at least a few years 4
Chapter 251 You'll be in Prison for at least a few years 4 “Bang!”
Olivia slapped Dennis.
She had no tears left.
She looked at him in disbelief and shook her head.
“Dennis, how could you? How could you?” “Officer, | think we should settle this in private.
I’m the victim's father, so I'll get to the bottom of this, so you won't have to worry about it.” Said Samuel
Lewis, who had never spoken.
Luna looked at me with a complicated expression, then nodded back at the two officers.
“Sorry for the trouble,” she said.
“We'll take care of it privately.” Olivia froze and stared in disbelief.
Even Yara, Mario and Marcus froze and stared in disbelief at the Lewis couple.
“Mom and dad, what are you talking about? I'm your daughter.
How could you do this?” Olivia broke down, tearing Luna's clothes, crying, “You're the one who told me
that no one would ever hurt me, and if they did, you’d make them die, remember, Mom?” Luna's eyes
were full of complexity.
She took Olivia's hand and looked at Samuel.
Samuel looked at the two policemen and said in a lower voice, “You can go back now.
This is a private matter!”
The policemen probably didn't want to interfere either, so they nodded and said, “All right, I’ll leave you
to it.” When Olivia saw the police leave, she broke down and looked at the people in the room with a
grim stare, slamming everything off the bedside table.
“Go away, all of you, liars, murderers, all of you.” She growled.
Dennis looked sullen and said, “Whatever you want, I'll give it to you.” Olivia laughed, worse than
crying.
“What do | want? | want her dead, | want her dead, will you give me that?” she said excitedly, pointing
at me.
Dennis frowned and said coldly, “Olivia, don’t go too far.” Olivia looked down, her shoulders shaking.
“Well, very well, you're all partial to her.
How nice of you!”
She looked up at the people in the room and sneered. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.
“| got stabbed for no reason, but you’re all so cold-blooded, and you say you will give me whatever |
want.
| want to stab her.
Is that okay with you?” | pressed my lips together, my eyes cold. “Yes!”
Dennis looked at me and frowned.
“Clara, shut up!”
Olivia laughed.
“Yes? Good, come over now, let me stab you, then we are even!”
And with that, she pulled out the infusion, looked at me coldly and said, “No knife, I don’t need a knife.
I'll use a needle, Clara, let me prick you, and we'll be even.” I walked up to her, not afraid, and she
looked at me with a ghastly smile.
She held the needle and stabbed me in the eye.
There was a gasp all around.
Quick on his feet, Dennis grabbed the needle and grabbed it out of her hand.
Blood was scraped from the palm of his hand.
Everyone was relieved to see that.
Luna collapsed into Samuel's arms and looked at me with a complicated expression.
“Go,” she said.
“This is the end of it.” Olivia snapped.
“What did you say, Mom? She tried to kill me.
How could you just let her go?” “Shut up!”
Luna said, looking at her with distaste.
“Would she have hurt you if you hadn’t gone to her in the middle of the night? You don’t know why she
hurt you?” Olivia looked at her in disbelief, as if she were not looking at her own mother at alll.
Luna paused, looking at Olivia, as if realizing she was getting too excited, “Olivia, you need to get over
it now.
Just stay in the hospital for the rest of the day and don't worry about anything else.
Olivia had been by Dennis's side all those years, and he had coddled her for so many years that she
had a haughty, unyielding temper.
How could she possibly assuage her resentment just because someone else said something? Looking
at me, she sneered.
“You think if everyone helps you, you won't go to jail? Don’t forget that the knife you stabbed me with
had your fingerprints all over it.
All I have to do is stick to that, because I don’t believe these people here are capable of killing me, and
as long as I’m alive, I'll charge you with manslaughter, enough to put you away for years.” “Bang!”
With a crash, Dennis smashed the water glass that had been sitting on the table.
He picked up a sharp shard from the floor and looked at Olivia coldly.
“You had seven stitches in that wound, didn’t you?” Olivia looked at him.
“What do you mean?” “You had to fight for your life, but that's not gonna happen now, since you're not
dead.
In that case, I'll cut myself as deep as your wound is.
Is that enough for you?” With that, Dennis lifted his shirt and stabbed himself in the stomach.
I rushed to stop it, but it was no use.
He went down.
Olivia looked at him in disbelief, pained.
“Is she really that important to you?” Dennis was clutching the wound, blood oozing from his finger.
Looking at him, I felt unspeakable heartache and pulled him to bandage.
He pinned me down, looked at Olivia and said, “She is my wife.
Now that she is married to me, all her pains and mistakes are my responsibility.
All I can do is try my best to keep her safe.
Whether she’s good or bad, it doesn’t change the fact that she’s my wife.” My eyes were red with tears.
Looking at his wound, I felt distressed and said angrily, ‘Dennis, who asked you to take the fall for me?
I made my own mess and I'll take it on myself.
Who asked you to intervene? Isn’t that just a few years in jail? I can deal with it myself.” With that, I
turned and left, ready to turn myself in.
Dennis grabbed me, his voice low and harsh.
“Shut up!] He looked at Olivia and pressed his lips together.
“If you don't think this cut is enough, I can go deeper.” “Get out!”
Olivia yelled, breaking down.
“Get out of here! I don’t want to see anyone!”
Dennis’s clothes were soaked in blood, and there was a pool of blood on the floor.
Mario called for the doctor.
When he saw that his hand was still pressing on the broken glass, he yelled, “Are you still pressing in?
Do you want to die?” Dennis didn't say anything.
He just looked at Olivia, obviously waiting for Olivia to say she'd let me go.
Olivia looked at him, her eyes filled with despair and pain.
She struggled to pick up the broken glass from the ground and stabbed him.
I was with Dennis the whole time, so I got in front of him.
The broken glass stuck in my arm and the pain was killing me.