Let Me Stay The Night

Warren Yackley gazed at the uninvited woman, his voice holding an edge of annoyance as he addressed Anya. “What’s your relationship with this woman, Anya?”

Aside from her name, all of Anya’s personal information given to the club was fabricated and cleverly designed to deceive Warren. It was only because of the information that he didn’t investigate her further.

The sudden appearance of her mother felt like an impending disaster.

“Mr. Yackley, I barely know her,” Anya explained while simultaneously trying to drag Macy out the door, rebuking her with an exasperated tone, “We have paid off all our debts to you. Why do you keep bothering me? Do you want me to report you to the police for extortion?”

Anya kept sending pointed glances at Macy, who was too enraged to catch them. It was inconceivable for her to comprehend that her daughter, whom she had devoted her life to raising, had willingly chosen a path of disgrace.

Up until then, Macy had been nurturing a hopeful dream of Anya marrying into a rich family and overcoming their dire straits. However, her daughter had ruthlessly shattered her last hope.

To appease the old man. Anya even refused to acknowledge her mother, treating her as an embarrassment.

Macy felt a piercing pain in her chest. She pushed Anya away and shouted, “I am her mother, not the greedy moneylender she claims me to be! You’re nearing the end of your life, but instead of enjoying your twilight years, you have the audacity to ruin my daughter’s bright future. I will fight you to the end!”

She seized a vase from the table and charged toward Warren.

Anya’s face turned ashen. She was too far away to stop her mother in time.

Even though Warren was physically fit, he was nonetheless older. Combined with his recent vigorous activities, he had not fully recovered his strength.

The reckless attack from Macy put Warren on high alert.

Clang!

With a loud crash, the vase flew past Warren’s ear and smashed against the wall behind him.

In a desperate attempt, Macy grabbed a fruit knife from a platter and aimed it at Warren’s heart. He narrowly dodged the strike by leaping onto the couch.

In the chaos, Anya could only think of stopping her frenzied mother. She impulsively grabbed a vase and struck Macy on the back of her head.

eyes widening in disbelief at her daughter before her eyes darkened, and she collapsed into

Anya, leaving her slumped on the ground. After several gasps of air, she found the courage to crawl toward Macy,

she was still alive.

by Macy. Now that the immediate

long gone? Who is this woman, then? Tell me everything. I loathe being lied

met you. her family saw that I was

be told, everything else

reluctant to further complicate a relationship that could not be brought into the open.

a hand against her, even when she intends to harm you?” Anya wept, tears streaming down her face. The

words made sense and reached out to her, wiping her tears away with a tender hand.

let it be the last time such an incident arises. As for the rest, you need not concern yourself with. I will see to

A

conscience, Anya carefully inquired, despite knowing that she was

as I did

Warren’s eyebrows furrowing in displeasure. Hastily, she added, “Regardless of everything, this woman has helped me through my most difficult times, Mr. Yackley, didn’t the master say last time that you should perform more good deeds to boost your fortune? She’s seriously injured. Let this be her lesson and spare her life.

into deep thought. It isn’t worth

your sake, I will let her

Mr. Yackley.”

a sigh of relief, Anya kissed his

bellowing voice echoed in the room.

earth are you guys doing?”

turned their heads toward

reaction, Warren pushed Anya away, and gone

as he stuttered, “D-Darling,

to her, and Anya couldn’t help but wonder if she truly