Chapter 13
During that tough time when the trending topics were everywhere and people kept cursing.
Bernadette didn’t just do nothing at home, she contacted a private detective to collect photos of Jessica and Nolan cheating.
Back then, Nolan and Jessica didn’t realize things would turn out like this. Every photo would be like a hammer hitting them, so they didn’t try to hide anything.
Bernadette contacted the detective, and they immediately put together a zip file, listing everything in order by time.
She got on Twitter, organized the timeline, and posted it with a screenshot.
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Also, I uploaded all the unedited surveillance footage with Declan from the studio.
The first time I met Declan alone was half a month ago in the studio to talk about work, and Nolan and Jessica’s first date was two years ago. They went for a prenatal checkup a month ago.
The innocent was innocent. I didn’t like arguing. People who slandered me would be handed over to the police.
Then, a lawyer’s letter accusing Jessica of defamation was sent out.
After she did all that, Bernadette put down her phone and sighed.
She really didn’t want to tear herself open and show everything to people
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online, but after those two people cornered her in the underground parking lot last time, she realized there were too many crazies on the internet. If she didn’t solve this thing once and for all, the trouble would just keep piling up.
And what she hated most was trouble.
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These posts went up and caused a huge stir online. Netizens stayed up all night to dig out the correct timeline.
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The next day, “Jessica Nolan scumbag and bitch” quickly shot up the trending topic.
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Bernadette glanced at the screen full of sorry on her phone and didn’t say anything. She was about to wash up when she got a message from Declan.
“Yesterday I looked for some books about management at home. If you want them, come to the café downstairs.”
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Bernadette paused for a second. Yesterday she did tell Declan she needed some management books. She didn’t expect he’d take a joke seriously. But if they met up, they could also talk about some company stuff and maybe learn something.
He thought about it and replied, “Okay.“.
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After quickly finishing breakfast, I went downstairs.
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Who knew that when she got downstairs, she actually saw Jessica standing there with red eyes under her building, holding up her phone, the screen full of scrolling comments, like she was livestreaming.
Bernadette was stunned, and then she saw Jessica walking over to her, crying: “I know I was wrong, Bernadette, please forgive me, or else Dad is going to beat me to death.”
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Bernadette didn’t know what she was doing again, and she just frowned and stepped back instinctively.
“He never hit people.”
Trying to use this to get sympathy was just too stupid.
Jessica paused for a moment, lifted her head, and gave Bernadette a fierce look outside the camera. But the voice the livestream could hear was still full of sorrow: “I really know I was wrong, just forgive me.”
“If you do something wrong, you have to be punished,” Bernadette said firmly. “You can save your confession for the jail.
Jessica’s eyes turned red right away. She stared at Bernadette like she
wanted to eat her.
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But then it seemed like she thought of something, lowered her eyes to hide all her feelings, and suddenly grabbed Bernadette’s hand: “Sister, we’re related by blood after all, why do you have to be so heartless?”
Bernadette felt a bit sick when she heard Jessica call her sister. She frowned and tried to pull her arm away, but Jessica did the same trick again, yanked her hand hard, and fell down again, using the force. Her phone dropped to the floor.
“Ah! My stomach…”
A trickle of fresh blood ran down between her legs, and the livestream chat went crazy.
“Call the police! Call the police now!”
“Had an abortion? Damn, that’s cold.”
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Bernadette stood there calmly, took a deep, impatient breath, picked up the phone from the ground, and walked toward Jessica.
The screen was instantly filled with red comments.
“What did you want to do! Wasn’t this enough to call the police?”
“Someone died, oh my god! If you dared touch Jessica, I wouldn’t let off!”
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Bernadette looked at those comments, let out a snort, squatted in front of Jessica, and put her hand under her skirt.
Jessica’s face suddenly changed, and her stomach didn’t hurt anymore. She was about to get up.
Bernadette just laughed and pushed her to the ground. While the comments were going crazy, she suddenly used force and ripped off a blood bag taped to her thigh.
