Drenched in Love

Chapter 49 Why was I in Prison

A soft, elegant female voice was heard over the public address system at the airport, informing

passengers to begin boarding. Calvin took a look at Sophia, shook off her hand, greeted with Vincent,

and turned to leave.

Sophia sat on the ground, looking at Calvin left with a pale face.

Vincent held her up, “Sophia, Come on. Calvin was impulsive, don’t take it seriously. What happened to

your mother is none of your business."

Sophia nodded and then walked out like a walking dead with the support of Vincent. After two steps,

Sophia suddenly pushed Vincent away and ran out.

"Sophia!” Vincent immediately went after her.

Sophia did not go anywhere else but to the ST cemetery. She wanted to see what Calvin said was true.

In fact, she thought: Calvin must tell a joke! Her mother had told her when she was in prison that she

should behave well in prison and that when she came out in five years, she would come and pick her

up.

Running too fast, Sophia stumbled, fell to the ground and got her foot sprained. Sophia ignored the

pain in the foot, got up and continued to run.

Vincent drove to follow her. Seeing that she was limping, he stretched out his hand to embrace her.

"What are you doing, Vincent?!" Sophia's eyes were fierce and severe. At this time she was like a evil

spirit.

Vincent had palpitations in his heart and picked her up in his arms, “It is impossible for you to get there

till morning if you run to cemetery. I'll drive you there!"

He seemed to feel Sophia was anxious, Vincent drove fast. Originally it was more than two hours of

journey, but he only cost an hour.

It was dark and there was cool breeze, which was scary.

Before the car stopped, Sophia opened the door and got off. She ran to the cemetery with the fastest

speed.

This was the largest cemetery in ST, and almost all the people who died in ST were buried here.

Sophia did not know which tombstone belonged to her mother, so she started from the first tombstone

and looked for it one by one.

Vincent followed her. He wanted to take Sophia there, but seeing that she gave a smile when she did

not see her mother’s tombstone when looking for it one by one, he changed his idea.

Perhaps she didn't want to find her mother's tombstone so quickly. One by one, when she found it, she

would be very tired and had no energy to be too sad.

From the first row of the cemetery, Sophia looked for it and Vincent silently followed her, watching her

alternately sad and happy.

After some time, it was completely dark, and the cemetery could not be seen at a little distance. Sophia

still did not give up finding it.

And after some time, Sophia lost one of her shoes and got her broken, exposing her toes.

Distance from that tombstone got closer and closer. Vincent stopped and looked at her quietly. Sure

enough, Sophia stopped and knelt in front of a tombstone, a moment later, she issued a shrill cry,

“Mom!"

"Mom!"

Sophia tightly held the tombstone, “Mom! What brought you here? Didn't you promise to wait until I got Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

out of prison? Didn't you promise to accompany me on a trip abroad? Didn't you promise you would

pick my wedding dress? Didn't you promise to babysit for me? Mom, why don't you keep your

promise?!"

The cries grew louder and louder. Sophia held the tombstone, kept patting. Then her hand got broken

and bloody.

Sophia did not feel pain at all and patted the tombstone with more force. Soon, her tender hands got a

lot of blood.

Vincent came to help Sophia up, “Sophia, things have been like this, don't be too sad." Vincent looked

at Sophia. He deliberately suppressed his fear, not to look at the face in that picture on the tombstone

full of loving smile.

After crying for a while, Sophia caught Vincent's hand and asked, “What do you mean? How did my

Mom die? Vincent, tell me! How did my mother die?!"

Vincent looked down at Sophia’s fingernails almost pinched into his flesh and then he raised his head

to look at her, “Sophia, it was an accident. She fell down the stairs. That's why... Sophia, it was not your

fault!”

"It was my fault! If I hadn't gone to jail, how could this happen to my mother?! It was my fault! It was my

fault!, Calvin was right, I made my Mom dead!"

Sophia shouted emotionally.

Vincent stretched out his hand to embrace her and held her tightly in his arms, “Sophia, it was really an

accident. It was an accident. It was an accident..." He kept repeating it, as if once he had said less, it

would no longer be an accident.

Sophia struggled and got free from Vincent’s arms. She knelt in front of Helena Simpson her mother's

grave and slapped on her face, “Mom, I'm sorry! It was my fault! I caused your death! Why did I go to

jail? Why did I go to jail?"

She shouted to the sky, making fists and pounding them harder and harder on the hard stone.

"Sophia!”

Vincent held her bleeding fist, “Sophia, I beg you. Don't hurt yourself anymore, please."

Seeing Vincent's face, Sophia felt grief in heart, “Vincent! Get out of here! Get out of here! You're the

one who caused my mother’s death! Stay away from my mother!"

Vincent suddenly trembled. Vincent again held Sophia into his arms. His strength was very big, and

Sophia could not break free.

He pressed Sophia's head in his arms, stroked her hair, and kept comforting her, “Sophia, it was not

your fault, it was not your fault, it was not your fault."

Sophia struggled at the beginning, and then gradually she gave up.

Vincent gradually felt relieved. He looked down at Sophia's face and found that Sophia in grief had

passed out.