Chapter 6. Who Is This Woman?

"Kill me if you dare!" Claire was still screaming. She hated the feeling of being locked up like in prison, it only made her feel suffocated and hopeless.

Jason returned, opened the door and looked at her coldly, then suddenly stood up and looked at her injured ankle while taking out a box of medicine.

Realizing what he was about to do, Claire forced herself to taunt him, "Stop being a hypocrite."

"Claire Bradford!" Jason said her full name through clenched teeth. The veins in his forehead turned blue.

Claire looked at him ironically, "Wynne!" She corrected. "I'm not going to use your name as my last name because you're not my husband anymore," she said. "Why are you doing this? Are you afraid I'll die of pain and you won't get a chance to hurt me, right?"

"OK! All right!" Jason nodded as he laughed at her and threw the box at her, "You want to die, right? Then die!" The door closed again and Claire looked at the mess on the floor, then she felt the irony and anger again.

If he hated her so much, he should just ignore her, how ridiculous to be such a hypocrite!

AT NIGHT, Claire kicked the door and screamed.

Since he wouldn't let her go, she screamed so loud that no one in the house could sleep.

She thought that if Jason was bothered, then he would let her go.

As she thought this, she kicked her legs harder and the sound of her screaming got louder.

IN THE CHILDREN'S ROOM.

Calvin thought with a frown, "What is Dad doing with that woman? I think she has something to do with our mother, I should ask her tomorrow," he muttered to himself.

When she heard a terrible scream, Kimberly grabbed her brother's arm in fear, "But they say this woman is crazy, is it true that she has something to do with our mother?"

"I'm going to find out."

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THE NEXT DAY.

"Sir, the two children don't want to go to school." Early in the morning, the person in charge of taking care of the two children came and reported carefully to Jason.

Jason wiped his brow, last night the crazy woman screamed all night and he couldn't sleep at all.

He looked at his kids patiently.

"I'm bored." Kimberly played with her little finger and replied in a childish voice, "We always play the same game in kindergarten, it's not interesting at all, I don't want to go."

Jason looked at Calvin.

Calvin replied with his head up. "Whatever I learn in kindergarten, I know how to do it before the teacher explains it, so why should I bother going? It's childish!"

Jason put his hand to his forehead and felt dizzy. He decided everything and did what he wanted, but he had no way of dealing with the two kids.

He tried to be nice even though he was impatient, "No matter how easy the lessons at school are or how boring the games there are, you are 5 years old and you have to go to school."

"I refuse." Kimberly was stubborn and surly. Her stubbornness was very similar to the woman who screamed all night.

When Jason thought of the woman's bad mood last night, his face darkened.

Just then, Arthur came in with breakfast, and the housekeeper immediately said, "Sir, don't worry, have some breakfast. You're going to the office soon, right? Let me take care of everything here."

Jason took a deep breath to control his anger. He picked up two sandwiches and a bottle of milk, then said to the maid, "Take this upstairs," he said. He told her to bring Claire some food.

Calvin approached Jason, "Dad, Kim is still upset about yesterday's fight. Allow us to stay home from school today, okay?"

Jason heard him finish and looked at Kimberly. The little beauty was pouting and her eyes were red.

"They always say I don't have a mom, I don't want to go. I don't want to go."

Jason was angry at first, but when he saw the little girl's expression, he was a little sad.

He had no other choice and just sighed and said, "Okay, stay home and don't go out, I'll be home early today."

"Okay!" Calvin immediately agreed.

"Thanks Dad, you're the best." Kimberly laughed out loud and Calvin looked away, no one knew what he was thinking.

After Jason left, Calvin grabbed Kimberly and carried her to the attic.

Kimberly was surprised, "Calvin, why did our dad lock that woman in there?"

"That's what we're trying to figure out," Calvin said, shaking his head. It was also why he thought the woman had a relationship with his father, and maybe she really knew his mother.

At that thought, the boy became excited. He tried to open the door, tightened his grip on the knob, but it failed.

"But maybe we shouldn't have come here. Didn't Arthur say she was crazy and dangerous?"

"Calm down, Kim."

This was the only room on the third floor that was never used. The other rooms next to it had their own functions.

"Calvin, it's locked, we can't get in," Kimberly said again in a whisper.

"Don't worry, I have a solution." Calvin slid the lock cover and a button appeared.

Kimberly asked in surprise, "How did you know there was another key?" She was disappointed, "But we don't know the password."

"I'll try it first, and if it doesn't work, we'll ask Arthur," Calvin said thoughtfully.

"What if Arthur doesn't know either?" Kimberly had just finished her sentence when there was a beep and the door lock opened fully. She looked at her brother with surprise and respect, "Calvin, how did you know?"

"It's a miracle," Calvin replied easily. The password he had tried was 100218. He didn't know what the password was either, but he had seen that number in his father's book. He thought it was something special and with this number, this door could open.

In the attic, the whole room was dark, all the windows were locked since last night.

Kimberly was frightened and grabbed her brother's arm. "Calvin, what if she hits us?"

"Don't worry, I'll protect you."

"Who is there?" The question was heard with a slight snap and sob, and it made both children tremble.

Calvin boldly tried to turn on the light on the wall, and the next second everything was clearly visible, including the woman's face, which was still beautiful even though it was a mess and her eyes were swollen.

Claire covered her eyes with her hands and slowly adjusted to the light. She removed her hand and saw two cute little children not far from her.