Hidden Desires - Family Secrets-Chapter 165 I was angry but had nowhere to direct it Part 3

"What are you doing?" Even the usually unflappable Luna was thrown into disarray.

She had anticipated Betty’s anger, perhaps even a physical confrontation, as the woman in black by Betty’s side assumed a defensive stance, subtle yet unmistakable.

But instead, Betty knelt before her, completely throwing Luna off.

Luna reached out to help her, then withdrew her hand, finally asking the question as she glanced towards the camera, perhaps fearing that her reaction might provoke me, watching from the control room.

"If you were able to capture me, you must know everything that’s happened.

Then you surely know where Justin is.

I don’t ask for anything else, just tell me where Justin is, if he’s safe, how he is...

If possible... let me see him... please..."

Betty knelt before Luna, looking up into her eyes.

Though kneeling, her gaze was firm, devoid of any pleading, as she struggled to maintain the last shred of her dignity.

Her eyes brimmed with tears, but she fought to keep them from falling as she looked up at Luna.

Seeing Betty kneeling before Luna, my heart ached.

The memories of Betty’s kindness echoed in my mind.

I am not heartless; rather, I am someone who remembers kindness.

To repay kindness with kindness is one of my guiding principles.

It is said that a man’s knees bear gold, and surely, the same applies to a woman.

Betty has always been a strong woman, a role model, naturally exuding a certain charisma and authority.

Now, she clung to a sliver of dignity, letting go of all pretense.

"Heh, thinking of your husband now? What, no longer concerned about your little lover’s son?"

Luna regained her composure, waved the woman in black away, and spoke harshly to Betty, her eyes filled with hatred and scorn.

"I can’t save anyone now. Not even myself. All I want to know is how Justin is doing. I ask for nothing else."

Betty’s face stiffened at Luna’s words, then she bowed her head, and the tears that had been welling up finally fell.

She gave a bitter smile and said, her expression one of helplessness and despair.

"As for Michael, please don’t hurt him. He’s just a child. All the mistakes are mine, and I’m willing to bear them alone..."

Betty raised her head again, showing Luna her tear-streaked face for the first time, having given up her last bit of dignity.

"Don’t you want to know who I am? Don’t you want to know what my relationship with Justin is?"

Luna, seeing Betty’s state, perhaps felt she had pushed too hard.

She glanced nervously at the camera in the corner, but then her demeanor hardened again as she leaned down to ask Betty.

"I would, but do I still have the right to ask?"

Betty said, managing a smile that was more a mockery of herself.

"I once thought you could make him happy, so I let go. But now that you’ve hurt him, I’ve come.

No matter what, someone has to pay the price. Will it be you or that man? You choose..."

Luna seemed unwilling to continue the conversation.

After her final statement, she fell silent.

"I’ll pay any price, just tell me how Justin is, let me know he’s safe. I’ll face whatever you throw at me without a frown..."

Betty declared without a hint of hesitation, her voice resolute.

"Do you know who I am? I could kill you right now, and it wouldn’t cause me any trouble. Do you believe that?"

Luna, as if performing a magic trick, suddenly produced a handgun from nowhere and pressed its muzzle against Betty’s forehead.

Her movements were fluid, betraying a chilling familiarity with the weapon.

When the gun touched her forehead, Betty didn’t even blink.

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"I believe..." Betty’s voice was devoid of fear, her response indifferent.

"Bang..." Luna fired the gun upwards, causing chunks of concrete to fall from the ceiling, scattering around them.

"Did you think this was a fake gun?"

Luna pressed the gun against Betty’s forehead again, but Betty remained utterly fearless.

Luna seemed infuriated by Betty’s unflinching demeanor.

Perhaps she had hoped to instill fear in Betty, to see even a trace of dread that would satisfy her, especially since she had lost to Betty in matters of love.

Seeing Betty kneeling before Luna already filled me with immense pain and guilt.

Regardless of Betty’s faults, I couldn’t stand to see her humiliated like this.

She was the woman I loved.

When Luna pressed the gun to Betty’s head, my hands clenched involuntarily, but I restrained myself, believing Luna was merely using a fake gun to scare Betty.

However, when Luna fired at the ceiling, confirming the gun was real, I couldn’t stay put any longer.

Luna had crossed a line; a misfire could end Betty’s life.

At that moment, all negative emotions were pushed aside, replaced only by the urge to protect Betty.

I rushed out of the surveillance room.

It took Luna less than a minute to enter Betty’s room, indicating they were being held nearby, likely in that basement.

My mind cleared of all else, I sprinted towards the destination...

Following the path Luna had taken, I reached the previously closed door, now open, with the woman in black who had just left the screen standing beside it.

She seemed startled to see me, reaching out to stop me, but hesitated and withdrew her hand, perhaps caught off guard by my sudden appearance and aware of my unique status.

Entering the room, I saw several doors, one wide open.

Through this doorway, I could clearly see Luna’s back.

Without a second thought for anything else, concerned only for Betty’s safety, I charged towards the door and finally faced Betty, whom I hadn’t seen in so long.

Standing at the doorway, Betty, who had been staring down the barrel of the gun, seemed to sense something.

Her gaze shifted from Luna to the door, locking eyes with me.

In that moment, her eyes widened, and the tears she had been holding back flowed freely.

Luna, too, turned around, her expression one of surprise.

After exchanging a look with Betty, I turned my gaze to Luna.

Her actions were unacceptable.

Regardless of the circumstances, Betty was my wife.

If anyone was to punish her, it should be me.

I couldn’t accept this humiliation of Betty.

At that moment, there was only concern for Betty, no resentment.

"I’m sorry..." Before I could speak, Luna quickly lowered the gun from Betty’s forehead, meeting my eyes briefly before looking away, as if she had momentarily lost control of her emotions.

Seeing Luna’s reaction, I found myself unable to reproach her, as I was no one to her.

"Let me talk to her..." I said quietly to Luna.

Upon hearing this, Luna’s eyes flickered with worry and reluctance, but she eventually nodded.

Luna walked past me, her figure exuding a cold detachment.

After Luna left, I turned my attention to Betty.

I had intended to quietly leave this city and the world behind, avoiding facing Betty.

Yet, fate had us meet in another woman’s house, making the past days feel surreal, like a dream.

I had been avoiding Betty because I felt guilty, even though she had betrayed me.

For some reason, I couldn’t bring myself to hate her.

Sometimes, I wondered if I was too weak, but at that moment, my heart settled, and I looked into Betty’s eyes.