Sophie’s words drew applause from everyone around.
“Yes, that’s the right attitude. That’s maturity and decency.”
I sneered inwardly.
If it were your legs gone and your womb ripped out, would you still speak so righteously? What a joke.
Lily had already fainted from crying.
“I’ll take her to the infirmary. Sophie, stay here and keep an eye on Emily. Don’t let her cause trouble again.” Ethan said.
Ethan carried Lily away in a rush.
Sophie leaned close to me.
“Emily, honestly, I don’t hate you for Sarah’s death.”
“But what are you so proud of?” she whispered.
“When my sister was alive, you were never her match. When she was in college, I was there too. I know Ethan liked her, not you. You clung to him desperately just to make him notice you.”
“Now my sister is dead, and you’ve got Ethan all to yourself. What more do you want? Even with no legs, you’re still better off than her—she’s gone.”
“Get out!” I pointed at her. “Go join your dead sister in heaven.”
Sophie froze, then leaned into my ear.
“Emily Johnson, what are you so smug about? Don’t you know your daughter tricked you? She pretended to be kidnapped, all so you’d lose your legs. It was Ethan who told them to break your legs.”
“And you didn’t see it coming. I added seventy thousand dollars to make sure they took your womb too. How does it feel? You’ll never have children again. The only child you’ve got left is Lily—and she hates you.”
“I’ll make sure you regret this forever. You should have given my sister that parking spot. This is my revenge for her.”
“So it was you!!”
Rage boiled inside me. I slapped her hard across the face. “You vile woman!”
“Heh. Ethan’s not here. What can you do to me?” she sneered, slapping me back just as hard.
We tore at each other like wildcats, pulling hair and slapping until suddenly she let go. Her body collapsed like a broken kite.
Crash!
Her body hit the glass coffee table beside us, shards slicing into her flesh. Blood spilled across the floor.
The fragments glittered, scattered everywhere.
Just then, Ethan burst in, roaring, “What are you doing? Bullying Sophie!”
Of course. This scheming woman knew exactly when to play her part.
“What’s your problem, Emily? First you nearly drove Lily to her death, and now you hurt Sophie? Apologize!” Ethan glared at me, then helped Sophie up.
“It wasn’t Emily’s fault. I fell myself. Ethan, don’t blame her,” Sophie said sweetly.