Mrs Hale, I Surrender
Chapter 176 Terrified: A Corpse Coming Back to Life or Seeing a Ghost in the Flesh

Chapter 176: 176 Terrified: A Corpse Coming Back to Life or Seeing a Ghost in the Flesh

The hall was eerily quiet. Faced with his mother’s probing gaze, Liam Hugh’s face was full of anger and frustration. "Did Molly Hanson say that?"

"That bitch is spouting utter nonsense."

"She’s deliberately trying to sully my name, wanting our family to never have peace! Mom, do you believe such ridiculous talk? You know how close Eva and I are."

The Old Lady nodded. "I don’t believe it either, but she swore and cursed over it."

"Can that sort of thing be believed? If my sister’s death really had anything to do with me, then I would get hit by a car the moment I stepped outside!"

"Enough, don’t curse yourself!"

The Old Lady sighed and looked at Yumi Johnson and Hannah Johnson. "Since Liam has realized his mistake and has learned his lesson, let’s, for my sake, consider this matter..."

"Yumi, you’re a good kid, rest assured, I will definitely compensate you."

As she spoke, she also gave her son a meaningful look.

Liam Hugh hurriedly apologized.

Yumi Johnson hung her head and said nothing, clearly unwilling, while Hannah Johnson snorted coldly. "Grandma, he even wanted to kill me!"

"I didn’t, I just wanted to scare you," Liam Hugh hastily explained.

"Did you hear that? He is, after all, your father. How could he possibly actually be violent towards you?" said the Old Lady, frowning. "You should really change that temper of yours. With an attitude like that, how will you ever find a partner in the future?"

"Anyone who can’t handle my temper... I would rather remain unmarried for life!"

"What nonsense are you speaking, child."

"This is how I am. If you want to accept him, that’s your business, but I can’t stand it," Hannah Johnson said, looking at Yumi Johnson.

"And what Molly Hanson said might not be completely unfounded. If he could raise a knife to me, he might not have any real feelings for Aunt Yumi either."

"I’m leaving, Mom. Are you coming or not?"

Seeing her mother’s silence, Hannah Johnson left with a face ashen with rage.

She grabbed her bag and drove off from the old house.

The Old Lady sighed. "This child’s temper is just too much."

Liam Hugh sighed helplessly. "I’ve let her down too much."

"I had someone make soup for you; you’ve been losing weight lately," sighed the Old Lady. "I hope that from now on, you and Yumi will live well together. You really went too far this time."

Liam Hugh nodded repeatedly.

——

Liam Hugh was taken back to the Hugh Family, but what was most closely watched was the movement of the Hale Family.

After all, William Hale had already announced that he would sever relations with him.

In the following days, the Hale Family was calm and peaceful.

William Hale and Zoe Bell were both staying in the old house, each busy with their own careers, but also smooth and serene.

However, Wyatt Hale always felt like this was the calm before the storm,

and he wanted to know if something was about to happen, so he made roundabout inquiries of his brother. "Bro, why have you and sister-in-law been staying at the old house lately? Is there something special going on?"

William Hale gave him a sidelong glance. "Why do you ask?"

"Didn’t the Hugh grandmother visit a few days ago?"

"It’s nothing."

"I don’t believe that."

"Keep your mouth shut, stop prying, and stop talking," William Hale said, then glanced at Wyatt Hale again. "Who did you tell about grandmother’s visit to our house?"

Faced with his brother’s searching gaze, Wyatt Hale was terrified.

He could only force a laugh: "Nobody, why would I gossip about that with anyone?"

He had a delayed realization and remembered that he had told his uncle.

It’s all in the family...

That shouldn’t be an issue, right?

**

During this period, to earn Yumi Johnson’s forgiveness, Liam Hugh was like a servile dog, waiting on her hand and foot.

And, under the Old Lady’s instruction, he transferred all of his limited assets, including everything he had previously given to Molly Hanson, to Yumi Johnson.

It was also noted:

It was a voluntary gift between husband and wife.

It was also a way to show his loyalty.

Property shared between spouses was not easy to completely separate, and by means of this event, Liam Hugh didn’t want it anymore.

However, Yumi Johnson still insisted on a divorce.

She said it was Hannah Johnson’s idea.

A divorce but not leaving the family,

If he behaved well, they could remarry and life could continue as before;

If he didn’t change his ways, it would save the trouble of any further entanglement.

Naturally, Liam Hugh didn’t want this but under the current circumstances, he had to cooperate in every possible way.

After all, his mother had taken him back, and eventually, the entire Hugh Family would be his; he need not worry about the current losses and gains.

His mother was also constantly admonishing him:

You need to look at the long term.

Previously, when the accident happened, the couple had applied for a divorce. There was still one week left until the end of the cooling-off period.

After completing the procedures and leaving the Civil Affairs Bureau, Yumi Johnson gave him one more look, "Liam Hugh, tell me honestly, does the death of my younger sister have anything to do with you?"

"I’ve said it before, no!"

"But aside from the Hale Family, you were the last one to see her."

"The last ones she saw were William and that third Hale brother, and besides, that third Hale brother had already noticed her abnormality..."

"He was just a child at that time."

"Children say the darnedest things, who knows if he might have unwittingly hurt Hannah with his words."

Liam Hugh smiled at her, "Enough, let’s not talk about this. Mother has prepared food at home, and Hannah has also returned. She said she also invited my brother-in-law and William. In front of them, you must never mention this incident."

When the two of them arrived at the old Hugh Family home, Brock Hale and William Hale were there.

The Old Lady wanted to play the mediator and resolve the conflict between them.

The father and son duo, naturally, wanted to give the Old Lady face, but both had sullen expressions, holding onto grievances in their hearts.

Liam Hugh could understand this.

That night, having had quite a bit to drink, neither Brock Hale nor William Hale left, and Hannah Johnson did not want to share a table with him, showing her face briefly before returning to her room.

And after they had gone to sleep, Liam Hugh quietly got up, having taken some sobering medicine beforehand, he was quite clear-headed.

Molly Hanson...

This wench, such a ticking time bomb!

He had already inquired; after her miscarriage, Molly needed to recuperate. The reason for not staying in a regular hospital was the fear that gossip reporters would find her and divulge something that could tarnish the Hugh Family’s reputation.

Therefore, the Old Lady specifically had her taken to a convalescent center under the Hugh Family’s name.

It was quiet, and no one would disturb her there.

This also made it much more convenient for Liam Hugh to find her.

He had been drinking, yet he still drove to the suburbs.

At the same time, William Hale, who was supposed to be asleep, quietly got up:

After waiting for several days, this snake had finally made its move.

**

The convalescent center at night was eerily quiet, situated halfway up a hillside. Liam Hugh had taken care to use the back entrance, as arranged beforehand. The empty hallway, the ghastly moonlight, the dancing shadows of trees...

Suddenly, the shrill cry of a cicada startled him, causing his breathing to hasten.

Damn,

What kind of godforsaken place is this!

When he found the room, pushed the door open without turning on the light, he could see a person lying on the bed with their back to him, their face unclear in the moonlight.

He cleared his throat, startling the person on the bed.

"Molly Hanson, it’s me!"

His voice was very low, and he could clearly sense the person in bed stiffening.

"What nonsense did you tell my mother?"

"It was you who blackmailed and extorted me; I am the victim. If you behave, I might provide you with a letter of forgiveness to reduce your time in prison."

"If not for yourself, think of your two children."

The person on the bed shifted but remained silent.

Liam Hugh moved closer to her.

All this time, he had been playing the fool in front of Yumi Johnson, groveling before everyone, sick and tired of it. Finally, he found a place where he could take a good breath.

"But I really didn’t expect you to dare set me up!"

"Honestly, I did consider marrying you."

"Now the child is gone, and it’s fated that you’re not so lucky..." Liam Hugh looked at the person on the bed, "Molly Hanson, tell me the truth, whose child were you carrying in your belly?"

The person in bed remained silent.

This annoyed him.

After all his talking, how could she not respond at all? Surely she couldn’t be sleeping that deeply.

At that moment, a gust of wind blew through a crack in the window.

The wind lifted the white gauze hanging by the window with a "bang—" and the door was slammed shut as a result.

Liam Hugh’s heart pounded with fright.

How chillingly cold and haunted this place seemed; he wanted to close the window, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the person on the bed sitting up.

This time he came to warn Molly Hanson, to have her shut her mouth and avoid trouble, not planning to stay long. Since she was awake, he might as well have a proper talk.

But as he turned his head...

A face that was both unfamiliar and familiar suddenly burst into his line of sight!

She had long, slightly curled hair, wearing her favorite dress from when she was alive, with the corners of her mouth turned up modestly and tenderly. But under the moonlight, her face was pale as snow, she smiled at him, curling her lips:

"Brother—"

What on earth was happening?

A case of premature burial?

Or was he truly seeing a ghost.