Chapter 2

I whipped around to look at the pregnant woman who had turned to face me, clenching my fists, my face pale as death.

The voice on the phone continued.

Garrett laughed coldly, his tone contemptuous:

"Once Susanna is officially diagnosed with depression, I can bring Renee and my grandson home to see you. After all, who would believe the words of a crazy person like Susanna?"

"When the time comes, let her make whatever scene she wants, get her fired from the hospital too — perfect excuse to kick her out and get revenge for Renee!"

I nearly lost my footing, my legs going weak as I almost collapsed to the ground.

Back then I was still a medical resident, and that pregnant woman was the first patient I ever received.

Because she concealed her STD, I came into direct contact with her blood.

I cried in the hallway, terrified, and it was Garrett who firmly wiped away the tears on my face.

He took me for comprehensive testing, then publicly warned Renee Foster that he'd see her in court.

How did this become me humiliating her?

I couldn't hear what else was said on the other end.

Renee Foster inadvertently turned her head and saw me. Her expression changed instantly.

Even my mother-in-law froze for a moment. Seeing my approaching steps, she panicked and tried to stop me.

But I shoved her aside and lunged for Renee Foster's phone.

At that moment, Renee Foster let out a scream, and tears immediately began streaming down her face:

"Don't come near me! My baby! Garrett, help!"

And I hadn't even touched her yet.

Both Garrett on the other end of the phone and my mother-in-law behind me became frantic.

A slap came from behind. I took the full force of my mother-in-law's blow.

The hit made everything go black, and I nearly fell to my knees in front of them.

But this time I didn't indulge my mother-in-law anymore. I slapped her right back.

The old woman looked at me in disbelief, then immediately sat on the ground and began wailing.

By now it was fully light out, and many residents in the complex stuck their heads out to see what was happening.

But I couldn't care about any of that. I snatched Renee Foster's phone and was just about to speak.

When I heard Garrett's furious voice explode from the phone:

"Susanna! How dare you touch my mother and Renee! Just you wait!"

Even now, caught red-handed by me, he showed not a trace of guilt.

His heart was full of concern for others.

A heart dies in an instant.

I hung up the call and shoved the phone back into Renee Foster's hands.

At the same time, before I could even turn around, a tremendous force came from behind — a kick sent me flying.

"Susanna! If you're angry, come at me! Why would you hurt a delicate young woman like Renee?"

"Bullying the weak, attacking a pregnant woman — have you no shame?"

"You lunatic, apologize to Renee and her unborn child right now!"

My forehead struck a nearby tree.

Blood covered my eyes, but compared to the tearing pain in my chest, it was nothing.

Garrett carefully helped Renee Foster to her feet. She collapsed in his arms, crying pitifully:

"Garrett, why would Susanna hit me? You two have been separated for years — legally you could already be divorced. I'm not a homewrecker. We're true love!"

I laughed bitterly.

Perhaps even this little performance was calculated in advance.

Paving the way to establish me as a lunatic.

Then Garrett could legitimately swap out his wife.

He could dream on!

The delicate, pitiful young woman in Garrett's eyes had long ago contracted AIDS from years of promiscuity.

And now she was pregnant with Garrett's child.

Which meant Garrett hadn't used protection.

In that instant, I understood what it meant for the person who betrayed and schemed against me to finally reap what they sowed — they should swallow ten thousand needles.

I just needed to give things a little push at the right moment.