She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 401: Wearing the Clothes of the Dead

As high school approached, Layne feared that her outstanding granddaughter would attract unwanted attention. So, she encouraged Malaya to continue pretending to be a bully.

The smile vanished from Malaya’s face.

Did Cheyenne find out?

The clothes were scavenged from a second-hand market by the household staff, who said they were taken from deceased patients in nearby hospitals.

Most of these people had contagious diseases and no one to claim their bodies. They were hastily cremated to dispose of them.

When she sent the staff to buy the clothes, she had been discreet about it. She was afraid that if the matter got out, it would tarnish the “kind-hearted” image she had carefully built for herself. But how did Cheyenne find out?

One day, after wearing a black cotton coat, she felt completely uncomfortable. She walked down the street feeling dizzy and lightheaded. Accidentally, someone bumped into her.

His scissors tore through her coat, causing dirty, bloody clumps of cotton to fall out, emitting a nauseating smell.

People around her looked at her with disgust and disdain, covering their noses as they walked away from her.

From that day on, rumors spread through the campus about Cheyenne’s unkempt appearance. Everyone assumed she had accidentally stained her clothes during her menstrual cycle, even dying the cotton inside the coat red.

For young girls just starting junior high, many were naïve about such matters. Cheyenne was shocked when she first discovered bloodied cotton inside her coat.

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the doorstep, she saw an old and tattered lady, carrying a bag with a blue checkered pattern. The old lady opened the bag with a smile, revealing a pile

maid, with a disgusted expression, handed her two bills, then walked into the

later, Malaya handed her two “new clothes,”

came for the second time, Cheyenne followed

was a huge garbage

medical waste, bloodied needles, empty bottles, and a

and children came to scavenge through the trash,

a black

in blood. It was a clump of severed human limbs, a head separated from its body, with red blood mingled with white brain matter. Some resembled bodies that were

lady, thinking that Cheyenne was also one of the trash collectors, mocked her

so they hurriedly had abortions. Since they couldn’t afford a cemetery plot, the hospital had to handle the

the toilet using medication-induced abortion. For pregnancies further along, they had

were too small to be sent to the crematorium. So, they were packed in

even boasted that she had sold a bag of clothes from a child who had died from lung cancer to a wealthy family, earning 200

she were to sell those clothes in the second-hand market, she would only fetch a few dozen

condition was simple. She wanted Malaya and Nora to wear those clothes

wearing clothes laden with bacteria and viruses. She had always been delicate, and

clothes and knew exactly where they came from. Tearfully, she begged

hostility, thinking about his three stepmothers, his voice tinged with anger.

those clothes. Now it was their turn, why couldn’t they

sets as mementos, stored at the bottom of a box in

took the clothes