My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 1396

I pursed my lips and looked at her angry expression. There were some unexplainable emotions on her face. I didn't know how to comfort people, but looking at her, she didn't seem to want any consolation either.

After a moment of silence, I stared at her and said, "I understand and sympathize with you, but I can't listen to your one-sided story and blindly believe what you said is true. Moreover, it's not good for me to stir up any trouble here."

She sneered, "You sound so pretentious. Whatever, it's up to you. If you don't want to help me, that's fine. I would rather die than marry a good-for-nothing idiot. I will never marry. My life is in my own hands."

It was late. I hadn't charged my phone for a day and it was about to run out of battery. I walked out of the cow pen. Abby also followed me out and put the lock back on the door.

I hesitated for a moment, then glanced at Abby and said, "Is there nothing to eat at home? Why didn't you get something for your sister to eat?"

Abby replied, "There's nothing to eat at home. If mom doesn't allow her to eat, there's not even leftover rice at home for her. So, Susan can only starve."

Back in the room, I tried to go to sleep, but I couldn't fall asleep at all.

My mind was filled with Susan's words. No wonder Bobbie was so familiar with this place. It was because he had been here several times. It was unknown how many children had left this world because of him.

I didn't sleep well that night. When the sun rose, I was awakened by the commotion outside. A heartwrenching quarrel. It was difficult for me to ignore the noise and go back to sleep.

Gail and the few other children had all gone out. I got up and smoothened my crumpled clothes. My wet shoes from yesterday were dried by the fire. Abby ran in with tears on her face. Not caring that I was trying to put on my shoes, she dragged me out and shouted, "Madam Reid, please save Susan. She's about to be beaten to death by Mommy."

I didn't know what was going on. I followed Abby out of the door and saw that Susan was lying on the concrete floor outside the cow pen. Her worn clothes were stained with cow dung. Due to the rain yesterday, the coal and rainwater were mixed together. Susan was lying on the ground, being beaten by her mother with an iron rod. Her originally unsightly clothes were more tattered than ever. It seemed that Susan was injured, but I couldn't see where. Her bright red blood mixed in with the black water made it difficult to see where the injury was.

"You're a useless daughter. You're just wasting our food. How dare you hurt your brother? I'll beat you to death, to teach you a lesson!" The woman, who was submissive and didn't dare to utter a word yesterday, didn't hesitate or show any mercy at all when she hit her daughter with an iron rod.

I looked at the scene in front of me in distress. Abby was crying and begging me. I was about to open my mouth and say something to the woman, but Sheridan stopped me. He looked at me and shook his head, signaling me not to get involved in this.

I looked at Susan who was almost beaten to death and noticed that Gail was not here. At such a time, as the head of the family, he should have been there. I squatted on the ground, looked at Abby and asked, "Abby, can you tell me what happened? Where is your father?"

Watching her sister get beaten up, Abby's tears streamed continuously down her face and she replied in a choked voice, "Susan hurt my older brother. Daddy is taking him to see a doctor. Mommy said that if anything happened to brother,

she would kill Susan. Madam Reid, please save her."