I was so angry! I was truly so angr
so angry! I wanted to rush over and kill her with my bare hands.
Jacob held me back tightly, his eyes red–rimmed, repeatedly whispering in my ear, “Don’t worry, she will pay for this?
odier!
I screamed and pushed him away, “You all deserve to
This is “My mom died so unjustly! This is all because of you! Why don’t you go die! If you hadn’t gotten involved with Emma, she wouldn’t have resorted to such means to climb up, killing my mom! Why don’t you go die! Why couldn’t it have been you who died instead!”
I was in so much pain and anger that I wanted to destroy everything.
Jacob looked at me with bloodshot eyes, muttering, “We will. Well all face retribution
He looked at me painfully, “Abby, is there really no chance for us anymore?”
I replied, enunciating each word, “Not unless my mom comes back to life”
He deflated immediately, “Alright, let’s go get divorced.”
The divorce proceedings were quickly completed. Soon after, a friend forwarded me a post online.
“Jacob Thompson posted this under his real name. Has he gone mad? Does he not care about his reputation on the internet anymore?”
The post was written in first person, with Jacob detailing how he had an affair with Emma, how Emma had manipulated Lucas into harming my mom, and how she had orchestrated the whole thing to frame my mom, trying to drive a wedge between us to secure her position.
This post seems to have some powerful backing. Big and small marketing accounts are all reposting it frantically. It’s dominating the trending lists on all major platforms. Jacob and Emma’s names are still hanging on the internet!”
My friend said angrily. “The mistress and the cheating man are getting what they deserve. Serves them right!”
Because of this incident, Emma’s image as a piano goddess that she had
id built up online crumbled overnight. Fans turned against her in
droves, unfollowing her en masse.
All her social media accounts were flooded with insults and curses.
C
Emma cried, begging netizens to leave her alone, but it only invited more cyberbullying.
What right does a homewrecker have to cry!!
You’ve already become a mistress, what face do you have left? Being cursed by everyone is what you deserve“]
[You can’t take a few harsh words? If it’s so painful, why don’t you just die?]
The online abuse wasn’t enough to vent people’s hatred for her. It even spread to her company and home.
Unable to bear the harassment, Emma posted an apology video online.
In the video, she knelt at my mother’s grave, repeatedly kowtowing and slapping herself, “Auntie, I’m sorry. Auntie, I was wrong. I’m a slut, I’m a homewrecker, Im a murderer. I deserve to die…
Emma’s face was swollen like a pig’s head, but she still didn’t win anyone’s forgiveness.
Later, she called me crying, screaming for help in terror.
“Abigail, please save me. Jacob has gone mad, he’s trying to kill me! Ah! Don’t come any closer…
Through the phone, I heard Jacob’s voice, cold as a ghost’s, “Emma Wilson, you ruined me, ruined my son, ruined our family! We’re both scum. We’ve wronged Abby and her mom. We should both die. Come with me to apologize to the dead.”
Then, accompanied by Emma’s terrified screams and the sound of rushing wind, there were two loud thuds, and everything fell silent.
Emma and Jacob were dead.
This news quickly made headlines, sparking another round of public discussion
The series of scandals inevitably made me the center of attention and discussion as well
My boss, seeing my predicament, happened to have a regional manager position open at an out–of–town branch. He decided to send me there
Before leaving, I visited my mom’s grave one last time, telling her I was going to work in another city and that I would listen to her advice and live well.
I didn’t tell anyone I was leaving, but Jacob’s mother still managed to bring Lucas to see me
