Spoiled by Eight Uncles

The little spatula had knocked Winona with such force that she momentarily let go of Hannah who dropped onto the floor. Winona stumbled backward onto the road, almost getting hit by the passing car. She came to her senses at the very last second, jumping out of the way and narrowly avoiding a crash. However, she took a fall by the roadside and hit her head on the curb.

“Are you crazy?!” the car driver shouted as he drove past.

Liam quickly scooped a shellshocked Hannah into his arms. Anthony eyed the little spatula lying on the floor. It was a gift from Gilbert to Lilly for her to use as an accessory when she played house. Who would have thought it would be the weapon to knock Winona out and cause her head to bleed?

Lilly fidgeted with her tiny hands, looking uncomfortable. “Uncle Anthony, I might have used too much stwength…” Her Uncle Anthony had always warned her not to display her strength in public. Oh no, she made a boo-boo.

Anthony looked at his niece’s guilty face and ruffled her soft hair. “It’s alright, Lilly. She deserved it.” Anthony was not too worried since they were only among family right now.

From afar, they could see Winona lying on the ground, clutching her bleeding head and moaning in pain. Her head was ringing as it bled profusely. She could feel a growing bump on her forehead, caused by the rock her head had landed on when she tripped.

She grasped for air and let out a strangled sigh as she cried. “Liam, it hurts… hug me please…”

Members of the Crawford family, who had been discussing the commotion in hushed murmurs and whispers, all turned to look at Winona Jackson.

Liam was not one to say much usually, but even he was stunned by his ex-wife’s antics. “Are you sick? Hug you? I’d rather hug a pig.” Winona remained silent.

Liam is finalized. Don’t make things difficult for us, or I’ll guarantee you won’t have anywhere

them to have a sliver of pity or empathy for her. She wondered if any of them had a beating heart. She could not understand why they were so insistent on tearing Liam and her apart and making sure the divorce went through, but

to leave on the very day they kicked her out of the house. Her regretful thoughts were interrupted by the sound of loud sirens blaring in the air. Not long after, two police cars stopped by

officer shouted as the rest of

and mortified. How did she end up being arrested, when she was clearly

you arresting me…?” she asked

the murder of May

evidence to prove that she was the murderer. What

as best as she could. “Who is May Lee? What are you talking about? I don’t

a wrapped piece of paper. Based on our forensic team’s analysis, the fingerprints on the paper belong to you, Ms. Jackson,” the police officer explained before producing another document from his file. “The wrapping contained some bank notes. We traced the

could this actually happen? It had been so long ago! How did they

times called for desperate measures, she realized as she looked at the officer who was about to put her in handcuffs. She took tentative steps backward with a blanked-out expression as she stammered, “Wh… what are you

she lose her memory from hitting her head too hard? The timing was suspicious, but at the same time not entirely

head to one side as she considered Winona’s confused state of mind. “Uncle Anthony, what’s wrong with Aunt Winona?” she asked innocently.

for the Crawfords. “Oh no, my head… my head hurts so much. I… can’t remember anything. Why am I here? Why are

seen plenty of criminals

grabbed her by

are they taking me away? What’s going on?! I’m not

eyes of the law, since a person could be convicted of the crime they had committed even if they lost their memory. As she was escorted by the