Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister
Chapter 170 Retribution

"You?" Ashlee couldn't remember. But she knew that it was because of this that Horace would let her go. She was quite lucky.

"Thank you for saving my life, Ashlee. Without you, I might have died." Horace said in a low voice, but gratefulness was written all over on his face.

Yesterday when Isaac received a phone call and he was informed that Ashlee was among the customers who bought the limited-edition princess dress. And the photo was taken around Ashlee's villa. Further examination of that photo could also prove that the girl was Ashlee Middleton.

Ashlee was the one who saved Horace's life.

Now Ashlee knew why Horace would forgive her and she came up with an idea.

She remained silent for a while for she didn't want to talk much about the photo.

Suddenly, she thought of her mother. She hadn't shown up since last night. Was she now back to the Middleton's villa?

Ashlee asked Horace timidly, "Where is my mother? Is she back home?"

Horace sneered, "Listen, I can let you go. But I won't do the same thing to your mother if she is really the one behind the things two years ago."

Horace knew that it must be Ashlee who planned Clara's tragedy. But she was only a college student at that time and as her mother, Valerie must have known her daughter had used the Middleton's family's power to trap Clara. Maybe it was because she also loathed Clara and her mother so that she didn't stop Ashlee from doing so.

Now as he knew he was saved by Ashlee ten years ago; he couldn't punish Ashlee anymore. But he wouldn't forgive Valerie.

Ashlee knew what Horace meant and now as she had finally been safe, she was afraid that Horace would carry out his plan again. She didn't dare to ask Horace to forgive her mother. Ashlee said in an affected voice, "Well, could I meet my mother?"

Horace said coldly, "Sorry, I've sent her abroad for Clara's safety." Ashlee was scared by his words. He was indeed a heartless man.

And she knew that her mother was sent abroad for further torturing.

She mumbled, "Is she alright? Please, be good to her, Mr. Kirkland. She is an old lady. I really want to meet her, so could you arrange a..."

Horace felt disgusted as he heard Ashlee mention her mother. But he still said in a low voice, "I can arrange a video call for you to have a talk. That's all I could do."

Ashlee wanted to ask more, but his face daunted her and she knew she had to accept the situation. Maybe she could get her mother back later. And now Valerie had to suffer in a foreign land. She said sweetly as if she were a little girl, "Thank you, Mr. Kirkland."

But Horace was immune to sweet words said by any woman other than Clara. He still said expressionlessly, "Have a good rest."

Then he left the ward and asked Isaac to arrange the video call.

This afternoon Ashlee left the hospital and was taken to a house suburb to have a video call with Valerie.

On the screen, Valerie was sitting in a shabby room, the dirty floor, the fractured wallpaper, and the windowpane made others feel that the house would collapse at any moment.

Seeing her daughter look quite well and thinking of her own miserable situation, Valerie felt tears welling up in her eyes.

Valerie's face was smeared by dirt. He looked quite tired and it seemed that she didn't have enough rest after a long day of laboring.

Ashlee cried as the miserable look of her mother had made her feel as if her heart were stabbed and as if it were she herself who were suffering.

In the past, Valerie, in luxurious clothes, was always the center of attention in public and at home she was always served by a large number of servants. It was the first time for her to have such a rough time.

How much her mother had suffered! Ashlee felt as if her heart were broken.

Isaac left the room and closed the door.

After he left, Ashlee began to say with sobs, "Are you alright, mom?"

With one hand covering her mouth, Valerie also said while crying, "Don't worry about me."

But actually, she had suffered a lot these days. She would rather die. She had to do a lot of work every day and the food here was too awful. She could only eat leftovers.

And some bumpkins would even bully her and spit at her. She was often beaten and cursed. Luckily, the wound on her body was hidden under her clothes so that her daughter didn't say that.

Ashlee said with tears trickling down her cheeks, "You look thinner, mom. I promise you I, Darren and my father will rescue you. Just wait for us, mom!"

"Okay, I'll wait," Valerie said as if she were not the domineering woman anymore, "And what about your father? Tell him to save me! I don't want to stay here anymore, Ashlee!"

Ashlee kept nodding. Then she looked around to ensure there was no one listening. Then she murmured to her mother, "Why would you say you planned the thing two years ago? I did this. If you didn't say those words, Horace might not have sent you there. It's my fault. It's my fault..."

Valerie was her mother after all. She would definitely try to save her daughter.

Valerie said, "Silly girl. Of course, I know what you did. But I didn't stop you, did I? Don't tell Horace it was you. No one could resist his power."

Ashlee was moved.

Valerie consoled her daughter, "I just want you to be safe and happy. Don't worry about me. It is Clara Selman who made us suffer. If she didn't ask Horace to do some investigation, Horace wouldn't have known it was you. Clara and her mother are the ones to blame in this world! Promise me, kid, have a happy marriage with Darren, will you?"

Ashlee felt quite guilty. Her mother had done a lot for her happiness and now she was suffering in a remote country. And all that was caused by the bitch Clara Selman.