Chapter 387 I Saw That Figure
As soon as Elizabeth spoke, the room went dead silent.
It was clear why she had sent her daughter out to buy candy.
Kismet collapsed to the floor in fear, wetting herself.
A foul smell quickly filled the air.
Elizabeth pinched her nose. "Sweetie, you know I can't handle strong smells."
Alexander stood up and addressed everyone, "Let's call it a night."
He then wrapped his arm around Elizabeth and led her out, asking gently, "Are you hungry? I can have the waiter bring you something."
Elizabeth replied, "Yeah, I'm starving, babe."
Behind them, Kismet screamed, "Elizabeth, you're so cruel!"
Elizabeth's sweet smile vanished, replaced by an icy stare. "Cruel? You think I'm cruel? For years, you hated me, called me a thief, dragged my name through the mud. Your father broke three of my ribs with a single kick. You destroyed a good woman's life—turned an innocent teacher into your pawn, left her wishing she were dead. Compared to you, I'm practically harmless."
She stepped closer, her voice cutting. "And let's get one thing straight—I never came looking for payback. You're the one who showed up at my door. That's how the world works: when you're on top, you call it justice, but the minute someone fights back, suddenly it's cruelty? Spare me."
Kismet fell silent.
After a moment, she asked, "You wouldn't really gouge out my eyes, would you?"
"No."
Kismet sighed in relief. "Thank you."
"You'll do it yourself! I'm not getting my hands dirty with your blood," Elizabeth said.
Kismet remained silent.
Elizabeth glanced at Willie, who immediately declared, "Mr. Windsor, Mrs. Windsor, don't worry. I'll divorce Kismet and make sure our son never acknowledges her as his mother. I'll oversee her punishment myself. I'll make sure it's done right."
Elizabeth smirked. "I'll leave it to you."
Willie nodded. "Understood!"
Though he wasn't a saint, Willie had used every means to climb the social ladder. Marrying Kismet was a forced decision. He had been a clean-cut guy, unaware that Kismet had had multiple abortions in middle school.
In their five or six years of marriage, he had no status at home.
Their child didn't even carry his surname but Kismet's.
The child, now three, didn't know his grandparents.
Willie's hatred for Kismet had been simmering, and now it erupted. He wanted to kill her and even felt the urge to gouge out her eyes himself.
As Elizabeth and Alexander left the room, Willie shouted, "I'll do it perfectly. My hatred for Kismet's family is no less than Calista's. I'll avenge her too!"
Elizabeth didn't look back.
Whatever Willie did to his wife or however much he hated her was none of her concern.
Outside the room, Elizabeth found Calista crying and comforted her, "Life is full of hardships. I had my ribs broken at twelve, and my family and I were often criticized. My life has been turbulent, but after the storm comes the rainbow. Be strong for your students and your parents."
Calista nodded vigorously. "I'll live well from now on."
"Bless you," Elizabeth said warmly. "And I wish you smooth sailing and peace for your family."
"Thank you." Elizabeth and Alexander turned to leave just as Gavin and Alice returned with the candy.
As the family of three and Gavin reached the elevator, they heard a commotion from the room.
"You heartless people! I'll skin you alive!"
"Hit her! Cripple her"
"Miss Day, come here. We'll hold her down, and you can slap her! This shameless woman forced others into prostitution. Strip her and throw her onto the street!"
The door to the room closed.
Elizabeth and Alexander didn't want to know what happened next.
Back at the hotel, Alexander had Gavin book their return flight for the next day at noon to ensure Alice's sleep wasn't disturbed.
That night, the family and Gavin enjoyed a cozy hotpot meal in their room and slept soundly. The next morning, they woke at seven, had breakfast, packed, and took Elizabeth's father's urn.
In the hotel lobby, they saw a crowd waiting outside.
Everyone was respectful.
The person at the front expressed gratitude, "Thank you, Mr. Windsor, for the $100 million donation to our charity project. We are very grateful."
Alexander replied calmly, "This is my wife's hometown. If you need anything else, feel free to contact the Windsor Group."
"Thank you so much."
Another person whispered something to Gavin, who nodded repeatedly.
Then, Calista stepped forward, tears in her eyes. "Mrs. Windsor, thank you for the $1 million. I don't need it. I'll use it for the needy children in my class. I'll make sure they don't get bullied."
Elizabeth nodded. "If you need anything else, come to me."
"Thank you. I'll also take care of Joe Watson's family for you," Calista offered.
"Thank you very much." Elizabeth felt deeply grateful.
After fifteen years away, this visit to her hometown was worthwhile.
Her only unfulfilled wish was to find her missing mother.
By 2:30 PM, they were back in Sunwillow City. A driver had brought their car to the airport, and Gavin drove them home.
Gavin drove smoothly and quickly. Elizabeth leaned against Alexander, watching the scenery flash by. She suddenly smiled. "I never thought Sunwillow City would feel like home. I've lived here for nine years, and today, for the first time, I feel a sense of belonging. I feel like I'm finally back."
Before Alexander could respond, their daughter piped up, "Of course, because Dad and I are here. This is your home."
The little girl's innocent words were the truth.
"Yes! Wherever you and your dad are, that's my home!" Elizabeth nodded firmly and continued to lean on Alexander, watching the scenery.
Her sorrow was her missing mother.
Elizabeth's heart grew heavy, and tired from the journey, she rested her head on Alexander's shoulder.
As the car turned onto their street, Elizabeth's sleepy eyes suddenly focused.
She sat up quickly. "Alexander, I saw that figure."
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