NovelsBestChapter 893 Feeling Sorry for Her Nathan peeled out of there like a bat outta hell.
Nobody had a clue a dude got whacked here, except for Selena, who'd been chilling in her car a bit away and didn't bother to cover.
Selena figured since she didn't scoop up Max, she'd swing by to see if Betty managed to snag a cab. She sure didn't expect to catch that wild scene.
She was too far to catch the deets of their beef; all she saw was Nathan offing someone and Betty nearly taking Nathan out.
Ronald once told her Betty was like a desert rose, a cactus. Try to pick her, and you'd end up bleeding.
Guess he was spot on.
Selena hung around for another ten minutes before cruising over.
She played it cool, like she just got there, and rolled down the window. "Still no cab? Hop in, I'll give you a lift." When Betty saw her, she suddenly felt like bawling.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtPeople are funny like that. When no one's around to see their pain, they can tough it out.
But the second someone shows a bit of care, all the bottled-up feelings ccrashing down.
This time, Betty didn't argue and slid into the passenger seat without a word.
As Selena hit the gas, she heard Betty sniffling.
She didn't pry; just drove in silence.
She'd memorized Betty's address before, and after a long hour, they finally pulled up.
The lights were still on, meaning her folks were waiting up.
Selena grabbed a tissue and handed it over. "Dry those tears. Your parents are probably still up." Betty quickly dabbed at her face. "Ms. Fair, sorry about this. I'll head in now." Selena nodded, watching her go inside.
Her eyes dropped, spotting a stack of papers Betty left behind. She grabbed them and hurried after her. Betty's parents were indeed still awake.
When Betty opened the door and saw their faces, she noticed they looked even older. "Dad, Mom." They were sitting in the cramped living room, worry and anger etched on their faces.
Betty's mom, Donna Garcia, held onto her dad, Hubert Anderson, and slowly shook her head. Seeing this, Betty felt a knot in her stomach.
She knew they probably found out about her abortion. They were crushed and pissed.
But there was this unspoken gap between parents and kids, and with everything going sideways, no one dared to lash out.
Everyone was scared that even a tiny bit of hurt would break the other.
Hubert just sat there, not saying a word.
Donna stayed quiet for a bit, then finally asked, "Have you eaten?" Betty felt like her heart was being ripped apart.
She wished she could go back and smack ssense into her younger self. Why did she fall for Nathan? Why did she buy into his BS? And why did she get knocked up before tying the knot? They'd been through so much. Now that Hubert and Donna knew she'd carried the enemy's kid and had an abortion, they must be crushed.
Betty broke down, "Dad, Mom, I'm so sorry for putting you through this." If she hadn't been so hell-bent on finding out who replaced her, Aria wouldn't have targeted her and pulled all those dirty tricks.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHubert and Donna just sighed.
Hubert kept puffing on his cigarette, while Donna cried.
Betty's hand, hanging by her side, slowly clenched into a fist. She really hated herself.
After a while, Donna asked, "Feeling any better? Why didn't you tell us? Why go through the abortion alone?" Betty lowered her eyes and knelt in front of Donna. "Mom, I'm sorry."
Donna raised her hand and patted her head. "Nothing to be sorry for.
We're just upset. We can't take on the ve White Family, and we never thought their moves would get dirtier. Betty, it's not your fault. It's ours for not being able to protect you." Betty's fragile strength crumbled. She bit her lip hard, tasting blood.
Donna touched her cheek, which still had the mark of five fingers. "What happened to your face?"
Betty decided to spill the beans. "I ran into Nathan on the he way back be kept buggingbut it's okay. I got my revenge." Hearing she got her revenge, Donna got anxious, feeling a pain in her chest.
Betty took a deep breath, trying to push down the pain in her heart. "Trust me, I'll make them pay." Even Hubert, who'd been quietly smoking, coughed a few times and stood up to remind her, "Take care of yourself." They always knew Betty was tough and had her own plans.
Betty nodded. When you're really sad, words don't come; you just feel this ache in your chest.
She heard a knock on the door and, opening it, found her documents left on the doorstep. She knew it must've been Selena, sensing the tense vibe in the house and quietly leaving them there. Betty felt a warmth in her heart, and her eyes got misty.
A leader like Selena was truly worth following.
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