Chapter 313

Tracey jolted up anxiously. “You beat Arthur up? Why? How is he?” Mable looked sternly at Tracey. “You should know why I hit him.” Tracey pouted unhappily. “You beat him up because he rejected my love. It’s—” Mable cut her off, her tone harsh. “I saw the marks on your body when I wiped you down last night.” Tracey froze and clutched her collar. “Mabes, I—” Mable held Tracey by the shoulders and asked earnestly, “Tell me, Tracey. Did one thing lead to another after drinking, or did he force you?” Tracey lowered her head. She sounded husky and lost. “Don’t get the wrong idea, Mabes. Arthur didn’t force me. We were drunk, and I don’t know how we…” Mable sighed to herself and asked, “Did he say anything about owning up to his actions?” Tracey abruptly picked her head up. Her eyes reflected solemnness. “Mabes, Arthur doesn’t like me. If I make him date me, he will hate me. That’s not the love I’m looking for. “Besides, I’m partly to be blamed for what happened. I know he