At this point, Leo finally put the shrewdness and analytical ability he had learned in the business field to use. He shrugged Rosette’s hand off and glared at her with a sharp look.
“During the month when Clarice was away, you have been helping me take care of Dianne. That one time she had a fever, you were the one who took her to the hospital to get her treated. You have also helped attend the parent–teacher meetings and went through her homework. That means you would have access to her email.”
Rosette started to cry and shake her head in denial. Tears began to fall again as she pleaded, Why would I report myself? Why would I sabotage my career?”
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Leo deduced icily, “You were never good at the job anyway and have been complaining to me again and again about your colleagues ostracizing you. You just conveniently used the report to publicize our relationship.
“You knew that now that the cat was out of the bag, you would get to claim the position of being my rightful wife barring any other accidents. Rosette, you plotted all of this, didn’t you?”
Rosette wiped her tears. Leo, how could you make up these assumptions about me? You said you would love me forever! Why are you accusing me like this?”
Leo retorted, “My daughter died because of you. I have the right to accuse you!”
He tossed the crumpled hospital report in the air and pressed her again. “The evidence is right here. Are you going to keep denying it?”
Rosette was intimidated by his presence and started trembling. However, there was a look filled with mockery shining in her eyes. She pulled a stiff smile and suddenly declared, “Yes! I refused the kidney I had been waiting for for half a year and insisted on getting your daughter’s.
“You were the one who said you loved me. I wanted to see to what lengths you would go for me. What did I do wrong anyway? You were the one who obliged and managed to talk Dianne into giving me her kidney!
“I may have asked you to stay with me in the ward, but couldn’t you have gotten your assistant to check on Dianne again? Couldn’t you have called her to ask if she was doing fine? In the end, you were the one who killed her, so don’t even think about pinning the blame on me!”
Rosette’s relentless counterattack was breaking down whatever was left of Leo’s sanity. He was hoping to find a scapegoat to help alleviate his guilt.
Now that he had been called out, he realized there was nothing he could say. At this point, he had to admit that he was the reason Dianne died. At the same time, he also saw what Rosette was truly made of. He must detest her.
