Betty clung to Clyde’s arm, her tearful eyes briefly meeting mine before darting away in feigned guilt. She buried her face in Clyde’s chest.
Clyde’s gaze turned icy as he looked at me, now holding Betty protectively. His voice was sharp and accusing.
"Angela, it’s just a set of jade jewelry. Did you really have to push Betty over it?"
"If you have any grievances, direct them to me. Betty and the baby in her womb are innocent."
"If anything happens to her, I swear you’ll regret it."
I silently shook my head, signaling that I hadn’t pushed Betty, but the lump in my throat made it impossible to speak. My heart felt like it was shattering into pieces.
Clyde’s eyes bore into mine, filled with fury. "I saw it with my own eyes, Angela. How could I be wrong? You went behind Betty, and she fell."
Betty tugged on Clyde’s sleeve, her voice trembling. "Clyde, let it go. It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have worn Angela’s wedding dress or her jade jewelry. I shouldn’t have touched things that don’t belong to me."