All Chapters of AFTER REBIRTH, I BECAME UNTOUCHABLE: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

“I don’t understand why the hell I’m the one being arrested!” Gerald shouted. “I’m the victim here! Look at my face! Look at what she did to me!” “Call my lawyer!” Sarah screeched, holding her head. “This isn’t fair! That crazy bitch pulled my hair out, I’m going to go bald!” “Ow! Ow!” the old woman wailed dramatically. “My back! I’m an elderly woman! Why are you handling me like this? She hit me! That’s a crime!” Karen burst into loud sobs. “Please call my husband! Tell him to come get me! He can’t abandon me again! I didn’t even do anything wrong!” The police station sounded like a marketplace. Everyone was yelling, crying and blaming someone else for their own mistakes. The constable sat there rubbing the back of his bald head, his face twisted in deep frustration. He was a middle-aged man with a round belly and tired eyes, and it looked like this chaos had taken ten years off his life. The only person who wasn’t yelling was me. I sat quietly across from him, calmly picki

Gerald’s face drained of colour. “Rebecca, have you lost your mind?!” “Yes!” she shot back, spinning toward him. “I must have been crazy to think you were a good enough man to marry! That was the worst mistake of my life! The only reason I don’t regret it is because I had my precious daughter. Mary is the only reason I stayed with you for so long!” “Mom…” Mary cried softly behind her. Rebecca turned, her voice breaking. “It’s not your fault, baby. It’s mine. If I had left this useless man earlier, none of this would have happened!” “Rebecca, do you hear the rubbish coming out of your mouth?” Gerald barked. “Leave who? Me? Do you even have the right?” “Why don’t I have the right?!” she yelled back. “Are you God? Why can’t I leave you?!” Gerald laughed in disbelief. “What can you even do without me?!” “Everything!” Rebecca threw her hands in the air. “Answer me in front of everyone. When was the last time you paid rent? When Mary was still in high school, did you ever buy her bo

“This is not a funny joke, Pat.” Rebecca almost laughed at first. Those were the wildest words she had ever heard. But when she looked at my face, the smile faded. I wasn’t joking. That made it worse. Pat Allen… successful? Changing her life like it was easy? It didn’t make sense. Maybe I was just trying to comfort her. It was strange, but she wanted to believe I meant well. “I’m not someone who jokes about things like this,” I said quietly. “I’m serious.” Rebecca’s heart began to race. She didn’t know why, but hope felt scarier than fear. She let herself imagine it for just a second… a different life. A better one. It felt dangerous. She leaned closer. “How would you even do that? Moving out of Murkwood is expensive. Starting a business is expensive. Do you think money grows on trees? I can’t just…” She glanced at Mary and lowered her voice. “I can’t gamble my daughter’s future on something risky.” “But that’s exactly it,” I replied. “It’s a chance. I’m offering you a chanc

“You guys, the blow dryer is not a monster. It won’t eat you. Why won’t you sit down?” Billy had lost all his playfulness. He was holding Anna like the chair might swallow him alive. Anna wouldn’t even look at me. Mary suddenly found something very interesting on Gracie’s shirt and Rebecca stood stiff, hands close to her body, like she was scared to touch anything and be told to pay for it. That’s when I slowly realized that I had my work cut out for me. I didn’t just have to take them out of poverty to live a better life, I had to teach them they were allowed to be there. Bianca, the stylist who was biting her lip to stop herself from giggling turned to me with a knowing look. “How about this? You go first.” She pointed to the chair in front of the big mirror. “So that they can see that there’s nothing to be afraid of, it’s just a haircut” I sighed giving her a grateful smile before sitting down. There was another empty chair beside me so I looked at Rebecca. “You to

“Oh, we’re just looking around,” Rosie said brightly. “We want to get something special for the birthday girl.” She slipped her hand from mine and wrapped both arms around Mom instead. Mom let out a pleased, self-satisfied laugh, patting Rosie’s arm. “Oh, you naughty girl,” she said, though her smile said she loved every second of it. “If you hadn’t dragged me all the way here, you know I wouldn’t have come. I don’t care much for material things.” “Aww, Mom.” Rosie beamed. “I just want you to always have the best and be happy. Money means nothing if you don’t look good.” Right on cue, like part of a well-rehearsed play, the saleswoman placed a hand over her chest, her smile widening as she leaned in. “Oh, what a thoughtful daughter,” she said warmly. “We have some exquisite new arrivals that would suit a lady of such elegance perfectly.” Mother laughed, squeezing Rosie’s hand affectionately. “My daughter is a doctor, so she does very well for herself. I’m proud of her every sin