Chapter 912 We’re All Slaves To Our Past And Playthings To The Present

The rappings on the door prompted a listless Tanya to roll out of her bed before heading toward it. She was too tired to wonder who her visitor might be.

She yanked the door open to a furious Jackson and froze, entirely at a loss of how to react.

The man who so desperately wanted to avoid her had come looking for her.

“If you really want to beat the sh*t out of someone, you come to me! Leave my mom alone!” Jackson fumed, his hands balled into fists. It was not in his nature to hit women, so even at his angriest, he stopped himself from acting on his impulse.

Tanya reeled back in understanding. The memory of what happened earlier caused her to lower her head in shame.

“I didn’t mean to do it,” she whispered. “I know, it doesn’t matter what hurtful things your mom said. I shouldn’t have lost control of my emotions and lashed out… I’m sorry. If she requires medical assistance or anything, I’ll pay. All I’m asking is that you people stop it, please. Stop forcing me into desperation.”