“Don’t worry, Rainey. We’ll definitely testify on your behalf!” the commenters told me.
“It’s so easy to spread rumors nowadays, yet so hard to disprove them. What was Cindy even thinking? Shouldn’t she mind her behavior more now that she’s expecting?”
I was deeply grateful for that and told Carmen to handle the proceedings.
Cindy was clearly falling apart. A few days later, one of her neighbors called me, “Ms. Lane, something happened to that Cindy woman!”
I was shocked for a moment. The neighbor told me that Shaun and Cindy had a fight. Shaun ended up causing Cindy to miscarry. She was now at the hospital.
This was your retribution, Cindy.
To my surprise, Cindy was still trying to pin the blame on me even now.
She took the initiative and started a live stream right from the hospital. Her pale face and the slap marks on her thin cheeks made her look pitiful.
Crying, she said, “I thought she was my best friend, but she tried to break up my marriage. My husband believed her over me and hit me.
“It’s one thing for him to misunderstand me, but he hit me and caused me to lose my baby. I won’t ever forgive them! If I die, it will be because of Rainey!”
She still refused to admit to her wrongdoing. Even at this point, she was still trying to drag me into hell with her.
Her case had already caused a huge uproar on the Internet. Clueless people immediately flocked to her defense.
“What do you mean? Are you saying that your friend caused this?”
“So the thing about the hotel was fake too?”
“The police said you were involved in illegal dealings–was that bullshit too?”
“Is there more to this? I mean, I don’t think a pregnant woman would behave so recklessly.
“Yeah. She doesn’t look like the type to cheat on her husband.”
“What’s the deal with this Rainey person, anyway?”
