Chapter 265 Living Together After Breaking Up (Part Three)

They were going dangerously closer and closer to the railing on the third floor as they grappled.

Cassandra hurriedly put down the bags in her hands and rushed to stop them. Cloris kept pulling on
Michelle's clothes as Michelle grabbed her hand. Neither of them was willing to yield.

In one strong motion, Cloris pulled hard and pushed Michelle away. The woman staggered on her high
heels as her back hit the railing.

After pushing the older woman away, Cloris smoothed her rumpled clothes and ran a hand through her
hair before looking down at Michelle with mocking eyes.

"You should know better than fighting with younger people, you old hag," she sneered.

Cassandra's eyes fell on Michelle as well, and at once she noticed that something was wrong. Michelle
did not move and there was a pained look in her face. She could not even stand up straight as her
ankle burned.

Cassandra's first instinct was to move forward and help Michelle, but Michelle shook her arms off,
refusing her help.

However, she shoved too hard. All of a sudden, she lost her balance and fell off the railing backwards,
her scream echoing across the mall.

Cassandra extended her hand and tried to catch Michelle, but her fingers found themselves clutching
only the silk scarf that Michelle wore around her neck. There was a heavy thud as Michelle's body fell
on the ground.

The people on the first floor rushed to where she fell. A dreadful atmosphere was rising as Michelle's
body stayed unmoving.



It was only a matter of moments before the security guards pushed through the crowd, and then looked
up. Their eyes met Cassandra's in shock.

She stood by the railing, a scarf hanging in her outstretched hand.

Blood drained from her face as she looked down at Michelle's body.

Her mind blanked out. Things happened too quickly for her to be able to comprehend what had just
happened.

She straightened up and turned to look back at Cloris. Cloris's face mirrored her own, her eyes blown
wide in fear and disbelief.

Soon the police and the ambulance came. The police went to the third floor to interrogate the two
sisters.

"Who shoved her down?"

The policeman's stern voice asked. Cloris stiffened and shrank back in horror.

Looking at her younger sister's fear-stricken face, Cassandra made a terrible decision.

"No one shoved her down intentionally. We had an argument. She lost her balance and fell over the
railing herself," she answered.

Cassandra knew what would happen if Cloris was taken away for questioning. She would not be able
to withstand the pressure for long and would admit her guilt in no time.

Cloris's eyes widened even more after she heard Cassandra's answer. She quickly gathered herself
and added, "Yes, she fell down herself."

The policeman stared at the two women.



"The two of you are coming back with us," he said.

Upon the policeman's orders, Cassandra and Cloris were jammed into the police car and brought to the
police station to be questioned.

By far, it was the most difficult day Cassandra had ever had in her life. She was barraged and
interrogated endlessly by different policemen.

In order to protect Cloris, she made no mention of the fight. Instead of her sister, she claimed to be the
one in dispute with the older woman.

Rage was a dangerous emotion, and it resulted in the accident.

Cloris had not stopped crying for a moment since she arrived at the police station. She could barely
form coherent sentences and just kept saying that the accident had nothing to do with her. The police
decided that there was nothing more to get out from her except her sobbing.

After what seemed to be an eternity, they had finally agreed to let Cloris go as Cassandra was held
back and detained.

Cloris came to see Cassandra before she left, and found her sister wearing a terrible and exhausted
look.

She hated Cassandra originally, but strange feelings crept through her chest as she let her eyes linger
on Cassandra's haggard expression.

She couldn't help wondering whether Cassandra was really responsible for getting her almost raped.

She was wrong for letting her anger get the better of her. What happened earlier could be ruled as a
serious crime, but Cassandra bore the weight of her mistake. How could such a person want to harm
her?



"Don't tell mother when you get back,"

Cassandra whispered to Cloris. Cloris looked at Cassandra and bit her lip as she nodded. She left the
police station with tears in her eyes and guilt tugging at her chest.

Cassandra felt relieved after Cloris left. At least for now, her sister was safe. She had to figure out what
to do next.

"How is the lady now?" she asked the policeman guarding her cell.

Her mind wandered to Michelle. The image of her crumpled, unmoving body was difficult to shake off,
and she could feel anxiety brimming in her. From that height, death was not impossible.

"She's still in the emergency room. The doctors are trying to rescue her. You ladies were fighting,
weren't you? What were you thinking, fighting in a shopping mall?"

The old policeman looked stern as he stared at Cassandra.

Cassandra only lowered her head in response, praying silently that Michelle could survive.

Although she was against her relationship with Rufus, Michelle had helped her a lot before. She was
not wrong about the things she said. She was only concerned for Rufus and his feelings.

Cassandra didn't cause the accident directly, but she was to blame indirectly. She felt guilty at the
thought that none of this would have happened if not for her relationship with Rufus.

If they weren't together, Michelle wouldn't have confronted her or infuriated Cloris, and the tragedy
would not have happened.

She was the cause of all of this.



As Cassandra was kept in detention, someone came to see her the very next day.

It was Rufus.

She could make out Rufus's stormy expression as he made his way to her. He came near the cell and
threw a sharp glance at the others who were there. Everyone left, leaving him alone with Cassandra.

"I want you to tell me exactly what happened," he said in a low voice.

At this moment, Rufus wanted nothing more than for Cassandra to tell him that it had nothing to do with
her, that it had all been a mistake, and that she didn't put his aunt in danger.

Cassandra took a deep breath before she answered, "Rufus, Michelle and I had a dispute. We were
very angry and…"

Cassandra's voice trailed off. She could not find any strength to continue speaking. The fury in Rufus's
eyes tore her heart into pieces.

She wanted desperately to tell Rufus that Michelle lost her balance and fell down herself. She wanted
to tell him that she didn't do anything, but she knew he wouldn't believe her.

Lines of disappointment marred Rufus's features in her silence.

"Cassandra, perhaps I have misjudged you…" he said.


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