• Chapter 10

  • As I said this, Thaddeus completely broke down, his eyes full of remorse.

  • He began slapping himself hard, then pulled out a knife and started stabbing himself wildly.

  • “Scarlett, I’m sorry. Would this make you feel better? I’ll do anything for you. Let me atone for my sins, please? Give me one more time…”

  • Before he finish, I cut him off.

  • “You were sleeping with my sister. Your photos were plastered all over my room. Every day while I was being abused, I had to stare at them. I really wanted to die ai that time.” I let out a cold laugh.

  • “And now you decide to investigate.”

  • I ignored the three of them and walked away with Hayes.

  • It wasn’t the easiest walk, all those judging eyes made me hard to breathe.

  • Everyone avoided me like the plague. Hayes couldn’t find anywhere for us to stay.

  • Until my mother, who had been following us, broke down and explained loudly in the crowd, apologizing to me. Someone recorded it, livestreaming the whole scene, causing another online

  • storm.

  • “She is innocent! My older daughter Vivienne set her up! She was forced! The culprits have been caught! Please stop! She’s innocent…”

  • Along with the livestream, the Blackwood and Lancaster families released a joint statement clearing

  • my name.

  • It documented the entire two–month ordeal, though what I’d been forced to endure was summarized in just a few words. The internet exploded with apologies.

  • I’m sorry for mocking

  • shouldn’t have been directed

  • take care and

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  • peace and good

  • saw all this, I was already abroad,

  • in my

  • told me my uterus was completely damaged. From long–term starvation and being forced to consume alcohol and various drugs, my stomach was ruined too. Most of my scars would likely never fade.

  • all, I had stomach cancer.

  • came back, Hayes cried uncontrollably, holding me tight and

  • must be wrong, Scarlett. Let’s check

  • tests, the results remained the same.

  • cry. Instead, I smiled and wiped Dr. Hayes’s tears, kissing his forehead just as he always did

  • mine.

  • least I won’t die today, right? Hayes, I can still be

  • eat or walk, also often

  • and Thaddeus learned I was dying, they tried to visit several times, but

  • them.

  • want to see them and wouldn’t know how to say.

  • from home that everyone who had hurt me had been

  • murderer was Thaddeus.

  • still stabbing Vivienne’s body like

  • thinner each day, while I suddenly found renewed energy.

  • under a

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