She Went to Prison They Went to Pieces novel Chapter 4

"What are you doing here?" Damien's cold voice sliced through the air.

Celeste looked up to see Damien standing beside Lucy, with Lucian at their side. The three of them stood close, looking like a picture-perfect family.

Lucy blinked in surprise, then let out a sigh. "Ms. Morin, there's no need for this. If you wanted to see Damien, you didn't have to wait for him at the hospital.

"You just got out of prison—this kind of behavior won't do your image any favors."

She came all this way just to see them? Did that mean she regretted not coming home with them?

Lucian's heart gave a hopeful little leap, but then he remembered what Celeste had said before and pouted.

"Mom, you're such a hypocrite. You say you don't care, but you can't stay away from me and Dad. You clearly want to come home."

Damien let out a mocking smile. "And here I thought you finally grew a spine. You refused to return to the Wrenford residence, yet you couldn't even last two days before running after us. Still as pathetic as ever, Celeste—"

However, he didn't get to finish. "Ms. Morin, here's your medication," the doctor interjected, handing Celeste a small bag of pills.

He shot a sharp look at Damien and the others, clearly remembering her injuries.

"What are you all doing just standing here? Don't block the hallway—my patient needs to get her medication."

Celeste's cold gaze swept over them. "Do you understand plain words? I'm here to pick up my pills. You guys, on the other hand, might want to get your heads checked."

Damien's expression darkened, and he frowned slightly.

Celeste was sick right after getting out of prison? Could something really have happened to her in there?

Celeste turned to leave, but Lucian suddenly pursed his lips and reached for her hand.

"My graduation's in a few days. Even if you're mad, you should still come. After all, you're still my mom."

The last word came out in a whisper, and he stole a quick glance at Lucy, as if afraid she'd be upset.

But Celeste didn't even look at him. She pulled her hand away and said coldly, "You've got the wrong woman. I'm not your mother."

With that, she turned and started to walk off.

Lucy's voice rang out behind her. "Ms. Morin, I understand it's hard coming back after being in prison. But that doesn't excuse you from your responsibilities as a mother.

"You've abandoned your child for three years. Are you really going to keep pretending that Lucian doesn't exist?" Her voice was loud—deliberately so.

Immediately, countless eyes turned to Celeste.

The words "prison" and "abandoned" hung in the air like stains, sparking a wave of murmurs as people began whispering around them.

Then, from the edge of the crowd, a police officer stepped forward and approached Lucy.

"Ms. Vale, we received a report regarding two stolen guardian gargoyles. They're the same ones featured on a show about your home. Please come with us for questioning."

Gasps rippled through the corridor.

Damien frowned. Was Celeste back at Aviso Tower?