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Lessie and Celeste were still unconscious when the doctor regretfully told me, “We failed to save the baby. If he had come a few days earlier, when the kidney failure wasn’t as severe, there would have been a good chance to save him.”
I thanked the doctor and called Derek to explain everything that had happened.
Derek was shaking with rage over the phone. “Good! He deserved it! They all did! How dare they try to switch the babies and still act like this?”
I told Derek to stay with his parents and reminded him to protect our child at all costs, ensuring that Lessie and Celeste would never see him.
Derek readily agreed, patting his chest in assurance.
After I hung up, Lessie slowly regained consciousness. The first thing she said upon waking was, “Angeline, where is my baby? How is he?”
I didn’t reply. Instead, I pulled out the surveillance footage of Celeste putting salt into the
baby formula. “I always treated you well. Why did you do this to me?
When your water broke, you deliberately pushed me down. Then you clung to my house,
and my mother put salt in my baby’s formula. You thought my child would be the one to die, but
instead, it was yours! Do you understand?”
Lessie had known about the salt in the formula, but she never expected Celeste to fail at
such a simple task. Her face was covered in tears as she shook her head. “No, that’s impossible. It
couldn’t have been my child who died! It should have been yours!”
I had been holding in my anger for so long. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore and slapped
Lessie across the face. Her cheek swelled instantly, and she bit her lip so hard that blood seeped
out.
But she didn’t seem to feel any pain, nor did she think she had said anything wrong. Instead,
she screamed, “It’s true! Why do you get to marry someone as wealthy as Derek? Why do his
parents treat you so well? Derek is handsome and considerate. Why is my life such a mess?
Celeste is cruel to me, Malcolm abandoned me early on, why does everything go wrong for me?”
Lessie seemed completely unhinged. She laughed as she looked at me and said, “I wanted
your child dead. Even if I couldn’t get any benefits from you, I still wanted your baby to die.
Your brother treats you so well. What’s wrong with you raising his child? Why should you be
allowed to have children? You should never have a child!
Even if your baby survives now, he’ll die sooner or later!”
I slapped her again and chuckled coldly. “What a pity. My child is perfectly fine, while yours is
gone. Blame yourself for trusting my foolish mother, she couldn’t even tell which container had
salt. This is your karma. You deserved it.”
Lessie glared at me with hatred. “You killed my child. I won’t let you get away with this!”
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your child. Stop making empty threats at me. I didn’t kill your baby. The real culprit lives right next door to you.”
I pointed at my phone. “If you really have the guts, go after the person who actually killed
With that I had no interest in arguing wi
or and left the beenital
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I slapped her again and chuckled coldly. “What a pity. My child is perfectly fine, while yours is gone. Blame yourself for trusting my foolish mother, she couldn’t even tell which container had salt. This is your karma. You deserved it.”
Lessie glared at me with hatred. “You killed my child. I won’t let you get away with this!”
I pointed at my phone. “If you really have the guts, go after the person who actually killed your child. Stop making empty threats at me. I didn’t kill your baby. The real culprit lives right next
door to you.”
With that, I had no interest in arguing with her any further and left the hospital.
But I didn’t go home. Instead, I went to stay with Fredric and Grace, planning to lay low for a while. At the very least, I wanted to wait until Lessie took her revenge on Celeste before making
any moves.
I never expected Lessie to act so quickly.
A few days later, I received a call from the police, asking me to go to the hospital.
When I arrived, I learned that after Lessie was discharged, she had acted surprisingly calm. She followed Celeste to my house and knocked on the door for a long time. The two of them thought I was hiding inside, so they waited at the entrance for days, blaming each other for the
death of their sons.
Their arguing escalated until security had to intervene, warning them that if they didn’t leave, the police would be called. Only then did they finally go away.
Perhaps Lessie calmed down and realized everything was Celeste’s fault.
It was Celeste’s mistake in switching the babies that led to me swapping them back.
It was also Celeste’s incompetence, failing to distinguish which formula contained salt, that ultimately caused her child’s death from kidney failure.
Lessie pretended to be on good terms with Celeste, but in reality, she drugged her, making
her fall into a deep sleep. Then she locked all the doors and windows and turned on the gas.
By the time the neighbors smelled it the next morning, Celeste was already dead.
But Lessie had disappeared.
Surveillance footage showed her walking toward the bridge, but after that, there was no
trace of her. The police suspected she had committed suicide out of guilt, but I didn’t believe it.
After I insisted on continuing the search, the police finally found Lessie.
But she was already dead.
Lessie had walked to the bridge, whether to commit suicide or just to clear her head, no one
knew. But there, she encountered a group of vagrants. The homeless men couldn’t believe their
luck at finding a woman in the middle of the night.
They dragged her into an underpass.
There were over a dozen of them. They tormented her for days. Lessie eventually succumbed to her severe injuries and excessive bleeding. By the time the police found her, her body hac☐ already started to rot, and maggots were crawling over her corpse.
The vagrants didn’t care in the slightest. To them, getting arrested meant a warm place to stay. Without any resistance, they readily confessed to assaulting Lessie to death and went off to
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door to you.
With that, I had no interest in arguing with her any further and left the hospital.
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But I didn’t go home. Instead, I went to stay with Fredric and Grace, planning to lay low for a
while. At the very least, I wanted to wait until Lessie took her revenge on Celeste before making
any moves.
I never expected Lossio to act so quickly,
A few days later, I received a call from the police, asking me to go to the hospital.
When I arrived, I learned that after Lossie was discharged, she had acted surprisingly calm.
Sho followed Colosto to my house and knocked on the door for a long time. The two of them thought I was hiding inside, so they waited at the entrance for days, blaming each other for the
death of thoir sons.
Their arguing escalated until security had to intervene, warning them that if they didn’t leave, the police would be called. Only then did they finally go away.
Perhaps Lessie calmed down and realized everything was Celeste’s fault.
It was Celeste’s mistake in switching the babies that led to me swapping them back.
It was also Celeste’s incompetence, failing to distinguish which formula contained salt, that
ultimately caused her child’s death from kidney failure.
Lossie pretended to be on good terms with Celeste, but in reality, she drugged her, making
her fall into a deep sleep. Then she locked all the doors and windows and turned on the gas.
By the time the neighbors smelled it the next morning, Celeste was already dead.
But Lessie had disappeared.
Surveillance footage showed her walking toward the bridge, but after that, there was no
trace of her. The police suspected she had committed suicide out of guilt, but I didn’t believe it.
After I insisted on continuing the search, the police finally found Lessie.
But she was already dead.
Lessie had walked to the bridge, whether to commit suicide or just to clear her head, no one
knew. But there, she encountered a group of vagrants. The homeless men couldn’t believe their
luck at finding a woman in the middle of the night.
They dragged her into an underpass.
There were over a dozen of them. They tormented her for days. Lessie eventually succumbed
to her severe injuries and excessive bleeding. By the time the police found her, her body had
already started to rot, and maggots were crawling over her corpse.
The vagrants didn’t care in the slightest. To them, getting arrested meant a warm place to
stay. Without any resistance, they readily confessed to assaulting Lessie to death and went off to
prison with grins on their faces.
The nightmare from my past life had finally come to an end. The people who had harmed me were all gone.
Looking at my lively and adorable son, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The End
