Chapter 7
Elaine’s face darkened, and she abruptly ended her livestream.
When Jackson found out, he called me too, but I blocked him.
This incident even made its way to the trending searches.
A flood of angry netizens swarmed Elaine’s comment section, accusing her of playing the victim to gain sympathy and money. Some even demanded their donations back.
But Elaine had already spent the money on luxury handbags and expensive meals at upscale restaurants–there was no money left.
I had also managed to freeze Jackson’s bank accounts, and his company was now struggling with cash flow issues under my pressure. They could hardly pay their employees.
I hired the best lawyer for the netizens, and soon, a lawsuit was filed against Elaine.
I bought a house near Mona’s grave, and lately, I’ve been living there, visiting her often.
“Larissa, you’re hard to find. I’d like to have a calm talk with you.”
I had just finished visiting Mona’s grave and was walking out of the cemetery when I saw Jackson waiting by the gate.
I ignored him, but he followed me and blocked my path.
“I have nothing to say to you. Just wait to sign the divorce papers.”
“Larissa, the child you’re carrying has my blood too. If you won’t think of yourself, at least think of our child”
I let out a cold laugh.
“I truly feel sorry for the child I’m carrying.”
The baby lightly kicked me, and I placed my hand on my belly, avoiding looking at Jackson.
“The dead can’t come back, so why do you keep making things hard for Elaine?”
Of course, he didn’t come just to see me. He had another agenda.
After all, a father who could miss his daughter’s funeral couldn’t possibly love his wife or his unborn child.
“What does this have to do with you? Get lost, and don’t taint this place.”
Jackson froze for a moment before reaching to grab my clothes.
Just then, Elaine stepped out of the car, wearing a black velvet dress embroidered with red roses.
“Larissa, I know you don’t like me, but I beg you, please don’t drag the children into this.”
Seeing Elaine made my head spin with anger.
“Elaine is sincerely here to apologize. Can’t you just forgive her?”This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.
Their audacity infuriated me beyond words.
“Do you think I’m a fool? You know better than anyone how Mona died! What’s your endgame, making her suffer even in death?”
I screamed in utter despair.