A Reunion Behind Bars のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 7

"Your uncle's talking to you, yet you're zoning out? Show some respect!" Mom's impatient voice jolted me out of my reverie, as if I had been transported back in time. The aroma from the table full of dishes and Uncle Jackson's meaningful smile brought me to my senses. I was transported back to the dinner table on New Year's Eve, where my uncle demanded that I care for my ailing grandmother. He continued, "Is it such a big deal to take care of your grandmother? Stop pretending to be deaf! We've raised you all these years, and yet you're being this ungrateful."When I didn't respond, Uncle Jackson erupted in anger, "Young people nowadays always use attending graduate school as an excuse to shirk their responsibilities."His audacity left me no choice but to retaliate. I slammed the table and stood up. "It's not like the Warren family doesn't have other sons or grandsons. Why should the responsibility of caring for Grandma fall on someone who isn't even a Warren?"Uncle Jackson's f

This time, I made the right bet. "Why are you guys bullying Rachel again?" Aunt Yvonne dropped her luggage at the door and walked over with a frown. She helped me up and swept a sharp gaze over the group behind me. She continued, "I already heard people gossiping about our family when I entered the village. I thought they were just making things up, and yet the moment I walked in here, I saw you pinning Rachel to the ground and hitting her."Aunt Maria broke free from Uncle Jackson's grip and said indignantly, "That wretched child spilled hot soup all over me. My arm is red and scalded, but she brought a basin of hot water for me! She's clearly trying to burn me alive!" Mom looked displeased. "Rachel, apologize to Maria right now! Can't you even handle such a small thing properly?"Tears welled up in my eyes. I turned to Aunt Maria and apologized pitifully, "The water was clearly cold when I brought it. I don't know how it ended up being hot water!"Wallace was trying to sneak

The next day, I used the excuse of signing up for a graduate school preparation course to leave the apartment. I found out from George that Uncle Jackson refused to believe my words. He went to check out the house that belonged to my parents and ran into him. George looked fierce and intimidating. When they saw his muscular physique, Uncle Jackson and his family were so afraid that they fled in a panic. Aunt Yvonne also sent me a message. As expected, Mom had gone to find Uncle Jackson but was kicked out by him. Mom returned to my apartment with her tail between her legs. Seeing only Aunt Yvonne there, she shamelessly decided to stay. A week later, we got news of Grandma's passing. At the funeral, Uncle Jackson discreetly dropped a few eyedrops in his eye. When he turned around, his face was covered with tears. Seeing this, the relatives praised Grandma for raising such a dutiful son who stayed by her deathbed in her old age. I scoffed and walked up to him confidently.

I gave him a slight smile. That was right—George was the one who handled Uncle Jackson and Aunt Maria at the time. But he was dressed in a suit and didn't have a mustache at the insurance company. He looked completely different when they met again later. Uncle Jackson exclaimed, "No wonder he looked familiar to me back then!""That's why, perhaps there are some things you'll need to explain to the police," I said.Uncle Jackson's family panicked and tried to run, but the sound of police sirens echoed across the fields. In the end, Uncle Jackson and Aunt Maria were arrested. With cooperation from the pharmacy, it was confirmed that Aunt Maria was the one who purchased the poison. Everything was finally resolved, and Mom was released after only a day in custody. However, she seemed to have aged ten years. In my past life, I had the same experience. I spent a whole month in custody. Despite being in my early 20s, I ended up with graying hair. Now, Mom finally saw Uncle Jacks