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Chapter 433

Chapter 423 His Mother-In-Law (Beatrice Dismay)

“What happened to Mom?” I asked Vincent for more details soon after I left Akin’s room. I was worriedfor him, and leaving him alone was hard when I knew there were people here who didn’t like the sightof him. But my mother’s degrading health saddened me.

“Your mom wants to spend time with you,” Before Vincent could say a word, Igor joined us in our briskwalk toward my mother’s room.

“Vincent told me she is not feeling well,” I said, following Vincent briskly.

“That’s true. She is not,” Igor added. He was calmly walking behind me and worrying me.

He had no job when he came with me.

“May I know what happened?” I hate that I had to constantly pester them for details.

“Food poisoning,” Igor replied without displaying any harshness in his voice.

“The water here was always salty. We brought food and water from outside the lair, so maybe herstomach had a difficult time adjusting to it,” he then explained, and I nodded in worry.

“You don’t have to follow me all the way to her room. She will be fine. I will take care of her,” I finallystopped outside her room and told him, watching him look at me intensely.

Every time I spoke badly to him or told him to do something, he would go silent and just stare at myface as if he were contemplating what to do with me.

“I am here for her. I was also informed just a minute before you,” he made an attempt to explain why hewas tailing me, but I wasn’t satisfied.

It seemed like he needed alone time with my mom and me to probably say some nonsense.

But I’ve decided not to accept any bulls*hit from him when it comes to Akin. They don’t know him theway I do.

“Okay,” I sighed, and I got into the room where my mother was sitting on the couch with her armextended and the lair’s doctor checking her blood pressure.

“It was something she ate,” the doctor said in simple words before heading out of the room.

“Ah, my daughter is here. Now I will feel better,” mom spread her arms for me and asked me to sit withher. I sat down and then hugged her, resting my head on her lap.

“Anything that comes from them is poison,” Igor said, but I decided to ignore him. I could go on arguingwith him about his behavior towards the brothers, but I reckoned my mom would get anxious about usbickering in front of her.

“Beatrice, my dear daughter!” Mom then made me lift my head so that she could cup my face in hersoft hands. “Why did you hide the truth from us?”

I frowned and turned my face to Igor, thinking about what it was about.

“What truth?” I questioned.

“That coat. His coat found on the crime scene suggests his involvement,” mom claimed, making myheart sink in my chest.

Obviously, they were not over this conversation. There was a crazy pervert on the loose.

“Because he is innocent,” I stated, and a chuckle from Igor made me close my eyes to calm my racingbreathing. “Mom! Do you trust my judgment?” I asked, and she sighed.

“I would love to believe you, but I do believe you are very naive,” she stated with a sorrow-filled sigh,heaving her l*ips.novelbin

“You have lived your entire life with those cunning creatures. You admitted that you didn’t have a goodchildhood and that you didn’t even know about your identity until some time ago. So tell me again, onwhat basis should we believe in your judgment?” Igor dragged the whole sofa closer to us and satfacing me.

While I was glaring at his face, my mother nodded vigorously.

“I agree with him. You have lived with those creatures. It seems like-,” she paused when she couldn’tfind the correct word.

“Stockholm Syndrome,” Igor mumbled, and I rolled my eyes hard at him. Obviously, he looked it up.

“Some people fall in love with their captors,” he explained to my mother while I breathed in exhaustion.

“You are making up stories, and my mother is believing you. Tell me again, how is my mother’ssituation any different from mine? She has been trapped here under a despicable ruler all her life. Doyou think she is making this judgment for herself or just following your beliefs?” I knew my words wouldsting, but they were the right way to put into words that I know everything about Igor.

“So you think I’m not capable of understanding people?” My mom’s voice was low and carried sadness.

“Fine. Look me in the eye and tell me this man over here is the best man for me,” I said as I pointed myfinger at Igor’s chest, and the tip of it accidentally brushed against his skin. He lowered his head andbriefly stared at where I had t*ouched him before clearing his throat and stretching his neck.

My mom’s silence was another reason why he began to look anxious. I could tell he wanted andexpected my mother to take his side.

“He is still better than Akin,” once again, she disappointed me when she stated that.

“You know what? I think it’s because you two have not spoken in private before. Get to know eachother first and then decide,” my mom forced a smile onto her l*ips when begging me to spend time withhim.

“There is no point in wasting my time, Mom! I’m not choosing him over Akin,” I shrugged and noticedthe way Igor’s jaw clenched.

“Hm, I believe you don’t know something then. In our lair, we don’t accept rivals. We fight them and killthem to claim our mate,” he then said in his genuine tone, filled with menace and cruelty.

I just stared at his face, as I wanted to let him know that if he hurt Akin, I’d come after him.

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