Sweet May-December Marriage

Chapter 163 How Could You Have the Nerve to Cry

Chapter 163 How Could You Have the Nerve to Cry

Eloise's eyes lit up, and said, "That's right! Didn't Hazel say that she had never touched the bracelet? Then, there would be no fingerprints of hers on the bracelet. If there are, it would only mean that Maxwell did not steal the bracelet, but she stole it!" This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Hazel's expression changed instantly.

She had touched the bracelet, and her fingerprints were on it!

The policeman noticed something was wrong with her expression and then looked at the jade bracelet that was sparkling and looked expensive. He immediately realized this woman had probably done it, motivated by wealth. He said, "We must take Maxwell back to the police station and discipline him. As his parent, you should come with us."

Hazel smiled and said, "There's no need for that. It's just a naughty boy making a mistake..."

The policeman smiled slightly, "If these fingerprints include yours, then it will be more than of a naughty boy making a mistake."

The policeman decided to take Hazel back to the police station in advance because he was afraid that she would run away. After all, the bracelet was costly. If the victim insisted, Hazel might be imprisoned for ten years.

Beads of cold sweat fell from Hazel's forehead. She knew that once she went to the police station, she would not be able to come back. She decided and knelt in front of Charlotte, "Ms. Lopez, I'm sorry... I'm sorry. I made a big stupid mistake..."

She tried to gain sympathy by telling about her lack of money, but Eloise said directly, "What does your losing money in gambling have to do with Char? The bracelet is so expensive. If you

succeeded, how much loss would Char have to suffer? You should end up in jail!"

Hazel burst into tears and kept begging for mercy.

Hazel's neighbors were all stunned.

Was it Hazel who had stolen the bracelet? She had refused to admit it at first, blamed it on her son, and then even let her stepson take the blame... She was so vicious!

The young man who had defended Charlotte just now said, "I knew it. These young ladies are not liars. I have never liked Mrs. Cole. I have seen her beat Arthur many times." The young man was a game anchor who had stayed home most of the time. He lived across the hall from Hazel's house, so he had caught Hazel beating Arthur up many times. He had tried to stop Hazel, but she had never listened. Later, she just closed the door when she spanked the poor boy.

When he told his family about it, they had all said that Hazel must be teaching Arthur a lesson because he was too naughty. After all, a gentle woman like Hazel would never do evil things.

"... She's so hypocritical and wicked." Someone sighed.

The middle-aged woman who had been most protective of Hazel just now was so angry that she slapped Hazel in the face and shouted, "Well! You treat me like a fool, don't you?! You stole the bracelet but blamed it on someone else!"

This angry woman worked as a cleaner and had powerful hands. Hazel was slapped so hard that her mouth instantly bled, and she cried even more sadly.

The policeman quickly stopped the angry woman, "Don't hit her. Ms., if you do it again, we will take you to the police station!"

The woman yelled, "How could you have the nerve to cry? You shameless thing! You're a big disgrace to our community!"

Charlotte looked at Hazel in a mess and said softly, "Mrs. Cole, if you hadn't told your son to slander Arthur in the end, I probably wouldn't have wanted to send you to jail. But If I let you go now, Arthur will suffer. So you'd better go to the police station."

Charlotte was soft-hearted, but sometimes, she knew she must make a choice. If she let Hazel go quickly, Arthur's life would be miserable.

Seeing that her pleas had no effect, Hazel gradually turned malicious and stared at Charlotte, "I won't let you go! When I come out... I will not let you go!"

Cecilia smiled softly with undisguised malice in her cold eyes, "Well, are you sure you can come out?"

Before Hazel could say anything else, two policemen had already taken her out.

The remaining policeman told Charlotte, "Miss, this bracelet is an exhibit. We need to take it back for evidence collection and investigation. It will be returned to you in several days."

Charlotte nodded, "Okay."

The police took Hazel away. Her neighbors were slightly embarrassed when facing Charlotte and others and left quickly.

Maxwell sat on the ground crying sadly, but Charlotte touched Arthur's head, "Should I take you out for some food?"

It was already past six o'clock.

Arthur shook his head and said, "Maxwell won't be safe if he is alone at home, and I have to take care of him. Miss, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have told Hazel about you."

Charlotte shook her head and said, "It doesn't matter. I don't blame you. You and Maxwell..." She glanced at Maxwell and sighed, "Let's wait until your father returns. I think your father probably has gotten off work."

Arthur's father was an ordinary white-collar worker, working nine to five, and he should be back soon.

Arthur nodded and said, "Miss, do you have anything to ask me about Maxwell?"

Charlotte whispered, "I think Maxwell is a little abnormal."

After crying for a while, Maxwell stood up, rummaging through the snacks that Charlotte and the others had brought by the coffee table. He took out a bag of pastries and started eating as if he had forgotten that his mother had been taken away.

Arthur said calmly, "Maxwell has a mental problem. That's why Hazel resigned and stayed home to take care of Maxwell. But she didn't dare to take Maxwell to the doctor. She dared not tell my father because she feared others would say she gave birth to a monster."

Although Charlotte studied medicine, she didn't know much about psychology, so she didn't ask more questions.

Nicolas came back at half past six. When he saw the strangers at home, he was stunned. Eloise explained it to him. Nicolas's face was full of disbelief, "How is it possible?! Hazel would never do such a thing!"

Eloise had disliked Hazel a lot, so she wasn't lovely to Nicolas. She rolled her eyes and said, "She has drained your bank account. How much do you know about your wife? The police will call you

soon."

Nicolas still couldn't believe his gentle and virtuous wife would do such a thing.

Charlotte had already changed her clothes. She stood up and said, "Mr. Cole, I hope you will pay more attention to Arthur. He's your child, after all."

Nicolas's face turned red, "...Of course. He is my son, and I will certainly care about him."

Charlotte didn't want to say anything more, so she picked up Magnolia, touched Arthur's head, and smiled, "Arthur, you need to eat well and grow up. I hope you will be taller than me in a year!"

Hearing it, Cecilia said coldly, "You little dwarf, do you think you have set a great goal for him?"

Charlotte was speechless. She was almost 5.2 feet tall! She wasn't short at all!