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I don’t know how much time had passed before the journalists, satisfied with their footage, gradually dispersed.
Shaking uncontrollably, I leaned against the wall for support as I made my way to the hospital.
The moment I stepped inside, I collided head–on with Linda.
Her face lit up with triumph upon seeing me:
“Betty Wright, five years apart, and you’re still utterly useless!”
“How does it feel getting handed over by your own husband to be
violated?
Seems you’re just like your mother–a fool who can’t even keep a man!”
“Oh, and speaking of failures, you couldn’t even hold onto the baby inside you.”
With that, Linda pulled a specimen from her pocket,
“Know what this is?
Your uterus!”
“Bruce had it removed specially for me–his promise that only his son will inherit the Campbell group.”
“Well? Do you like your gift?”
Staring at the bloody mass of tissue, my stomach churned violently with dry heaves.
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Just as I lunged to snatch it back, Linda grabbed scissors from a passing nurse’s tray and jabbed them toward her own lower abdomen.
Blood instantly beaded on her skin.
Before I could process what happened,
Bruce stormed over upon hearing the commotion. Seeing Linda injured, fury contorted his features.
He kicked me flat onto the floor.
“Betty Wright, have you lost your mind?
This is attempted murder!”
Then he tenderly lifted Linda, fussing over her half–millimeter wound with exaggerated concern.
Meanwhile, my freshly stitched wounds tore open, blood gushing from my upper thighs.
Bruce didn’t even glance my way, his eyes colder than I’d ever seen.
“Betty, I never imagined you could be this vicious.”
Amidst the surrounding chaos,
those words–this vicious–rang with chilling clarity.
I suddenly laughed,
“Bruce Campbell, aren’t you the truly vicious one here?”
His brow furrowed, a flicker of panic in his eyes.
“What are you implying?
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Do you think I’m okay with what happened? That was my
d too!”
“And I know you’re hurting–I even swore I’d love you regardless, even if we never had children!”
“But how could you lay hands on Linda?
She’s innocent–she even calls you sister!”
With that, Bruce carried Linda straight to the doctor’s office.
I couldn’t stand, forced to crawl with all my strength toward the nurses‘ station,
leaving a long trail of blood behind me.
By the time my wounds were treated, midnight had fallen. Linda’s video
arrived then.
On the hospital bed, Bruce pinned her down, kissing her “injured” abdomen and ankles over and over.
Meanwhile, my own grotesquely swollen ankle throbbed with piercing pain.
Love and indifference
are worlds apart…
The thirty–minute video played out like self–inflicted torture.
The moment I saved it, Bruce’s explanatory text buzzed through:
“Betty, I acted rashly today. But you should never have attacked Linda.”
“The doctor says she’s traumatized. I’ll stay with her tonight–partly to make up for what you did.”
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“Tomorrow morning, after the press conference, I’ll erase the scandal. We’ll go back to how things were.”
Unfortunately,
Bruce Campbell,
we can never go back…
After silently deleting the text, I blocked his number.
Then I took out the pre–printed divorce papers and signed them before sending all the videos from my phone to a hacker.
At dawn the next day, I boarded a plane from the hospital without a backward glance.
Meanwhile, Bruce got out of Linda Lewis‘ bed at quarter past nine. He rushed to the press conference,
just about to announce that Linda’s son would be recorded under his name and that Linda would become the lady of the Campbell group,
when his assistant hurried over,
“Mr… Mr. Campbell, something terrible has happened! The police just called–Mrs. Campbell jumped from the rooftop of the Campbell group headquarters!”
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