Novel & Cerita The Innocent Mother

I walked over to the balcony, enjoying the wind before softly replying, "I've called you like this several times before, Yohan." It was also my first time being a mother. I felt anxious and did not know what to do every time Julian got sick. Even with the family doctor present, I still called Yohan with trembling hands. My voice broke whenever I begged for him to come home. However, I could still recall his icy reply back then. I replied, "You told me, it's one thing I couldn't take care of myself, but how could I fail to take care of Juli as well?" "Naomi, I—" Yohan's voice was hoarse.

Mom struck a tree branch into his mother’s abdomen, resulting in fatal blood loss. Unbeknownst to Mom, Bryan was pretending to be unconscious at the time. Subsequently, Mom spent a grand sum to cover up the homicide to look like a car accident. She did everything just to be with Bryan. I sank and nearly slipped off my seat. Mom had gone mad… The police said that Bryan stayed with us to seek revenge. He bought a signal jammer online and acquired anesthesia and drugs to induce abortion from the black market too. That explained why Bryan was cautious when his package arrived.

"Please, Samuel, do not do this," I pleaded, choking on my words, "Just do not hurt my mother. She has done nothing wrong, and so she'll never deserve anything evil." An indifferent expression manifested on Samuel's countenance, but I saw a slight spark of interest in his eyes. "Innocent?" he repeated mockingly. "Your mom is not innocent; she kept secrets from me, which had the potential to ruin my reputation and my business."

"You don't deserve to explain. You deserve death." His mother—my mother-in-law who had never liked me from the moment we met—entered the bedroom. Seeing the state of her son and me, she scoffed in disgust and fury. "I always knew she was up to no good. Even though she's a stupid Omega, I thought she was at least a competent nurse. You murderer! You killed my son!" "No," I cried, shaking my head, "I'm innocent." "Liar," she spat, then turned toward the door.

The room felt painfully quiet. And in that silence, Sahara realized something heartbreaking. The emptiest place in the room wasn't the bed beside her. It was her heart. "Can you stay here for a while, princess?" her mother asked gently, her voice filled with affection. "Mommy has been missing you." Sahara immediately wrapped her arms around her mother, hugging her tightly. The familiar warmth made her feel safe. For a moment, she allowed herself to forget everything. The pain. The doubts.

"The evidence in this case is conclusive. We will be requesting the court to impose a heavier sentence." Kyle stood frozen on the side, his face drained completely of color. My mother collapsed to the ground. "Jason… Mom was wrong… I'm sorry… Please withdraw the case, okay? Mom will apologize… I'll kneel if I have to!" I looked at this woman who gave birth to me, raised me, and yet had tried so desperately to destroy me. "Mom, over the years, I've done everything I could. I owe you nothing." I glanced at them one last time, then turned and left with Emily.

—I'm carrying a child. Zena's gaze of loathe did not falter, not even one bit, neither did the resolve in her heart to kill. "Innocence is a luxury I can no longer afford," she replied. "Your father-in-law did to my mother what I'm about to do to you. It's only fair, don't you think?" she added, a sinister chuckle punctuating her words. Lydia could hear her own frantic heartbeats in her ears and tears started to stream down her eyes, "Please, have mercy. Spare me and my unborn child. We're innocent."

] Upon seeing that, Raymond began to sob, too. “I’ve always loved Trinity wholeheartedly. I put up with her when she flirted and slept with other men. “She could do whatever she wanted to me, but how could she kill our baby?” He stared into the camera with his teary, aggrieved eyes. “She could treat me like dirt all she wanted, but that baby was innocent!” I stood at the defense table, dumbfounded. I watched the mother-and-son duo play off each other as they dragged Trinity’s name through the mud. It was both absurd and cruel.

My mother, Samantha, believed I was born a liar. Because she was deceived by my father's sweet words in her youth and abandoned after giving birth to me and my sister, Mia, she harbored a deep, bitter hatred for lies. She begged a witch for two magic rings. The rule was simple: if the wearer lied, the ring would glow red and burn them with magic. Mia's ring never hurt her, even when she broke a vase and blamed it on me. But if I simply said, "I'm thirsty," my ring would sear my flesh until I screamed. At first, I tried to defend myself, but Mom would just say, "The ring doesn't lie. Only through repeated punishment can your wicked soul be cleansed." After thousands of burns, even I started t

Every person has been given a different understanding. She looked down before she decided to voice out her thinking, “I can’t save the body from getting dirty like a cloth, but I can save the soul from getting dirty. This may sound funny to people, but for me, my innocence is still intact.” Rebecca remained silent. “If my body commits a crime, it will get mixed in the soil and beyond that, it can’t receive anything, but if the soul sins, it’ll burn in the fire of hell which will never end.”