Crazy With Remorse

Edward took the divorce papers from me and glanced briefly at my signature.He pressed his tongue against his cheek and slapped the papers onto my shoulder. "Ms. Barrett, you shouldn't have studied medicine. You should have gone into finance.”He leaned in, and his eyes were cold. "You want to divorce me? How much of the Scott family's fortune do you plan on taking with you?”I was momentarily stunned. I pressed my lips tightly together before I quietly replied, "I never wanted your money.”Edward's sharp gaze locked onto me, and his lips curled into a twisted smirk. "Amelie, oh, Amelie… You've always been the type to do whatever it takes to get what you want."Those petty tricks you use are just to keep yourself tethered to my family and continue riding our coattails. After all, your family is sinking."Am I wrong? A woman like you, who's quick to jump ship the moment I face hard times, would never let herself endure a tough life."His cruel words made me tremble uncontrollably

A man had walked up to me.He had sharp features and a tall, imposing frame. He often smiled, but when he did, it was unsettling.I noticed the deep scar on his neck."Killian," I weakly uttered his name as I closed my eyes.Killian gave me a sly grin and pointed to the scar on his neck. "Edward did this. What do you think? How should I get back at him?"I suddenly recalled something similar he had said three years ago."If you don't date me, what do you think I'll do to Edward?"If Edward's family was doing well back then, I wouldn't have been afraid. But the Shaffer family had power, and Scott Corporation had crumbled overnight.One word from the Shaffer family could ruin Edward and prevent him from ever rising again.I laughed bitterly. "You deserve it, Killian."Killian stared at me thoughtfully. "Do you really see Edward as your support? I heard he's getting close to your bestie Olivia."I didn't want to engage with him any further.But just as I turned, a wave of dizz

When the plane landed, Zavier took my luggage and placed it in the car."Head to the hospital," I ordered. I glanced out the window. The sun was rising.I pulled out my phone and dialed Amelie again.The familiar ringtone echoed. The seconds stretched on, but Amelie didn't answer.I grew impatient and decided to stop worrying about her for now. Who knew where she had run off to? I then asked about Olivia's surgery."Ms. Gardner's surgery is today. It's been going on for several hours and should be wrapping up by the time we get to the hospital. I heard that the procedure is going smoothly," Zavier replied seriously.I felt a little relieved.The car made its way to Acrine Hospital. I walked through the outpatient building toward the inpatient department.Just as I was about to enter the elevator, the doors next to me opened. A medical staff was pushing a movable bed.I glanced over without thinking. A white sheet covered the body, but a woman's hand hung off the edge of the be

By evening, Olivia had been stabilized after the emergency treatment. She still needed to stay in the hospital for further observation.Exhausted, I returned to the villa.When I walked in, I was surprised to see my parents sitting in the living room."Dad, Mom, why are you here?"My mom, Victoria Chapman, had red-rimmed eyes. "We missed you, so we came to check on you."Meanwhile, my dad, Aaron Scott, wore a grave expression. "I've arranged for a psychologist to see you. You'll meet him now.""What's that supposed to mean?" My gaze turned cold.Dad stood up and pointed to the dining table set for two with wine glasses, plates, and a full spread of food. "What's all this?" He then pointed to the flowers and balloons scattered around. "And these?"I pressed my lips together. "Yesterday was Amelie's birthday.""Why celebrate a dead woman's birthday?" Dad let out a bitter laugh.Seeing my expression, Mom nudged Dad.I narrowed my eyes and said, "Amelie has always been healthy."

The next day, at the Scott residence, I watched everything that happened in Amelie's room through the security footage.Olivia opened the drawer of the vanity and put the jewelry in her pocket.I followed her in my car as she went to a second-hand luxury store and sold the stolen jewelry.Then, I tailed her to the outskirts of the city, to a narrow alley, where her house was. The place was a rental. They lost their original home after her stepfather, Dexter Porter, gambled it away.When Olivia arrived, Dexter leered at her with a smirk. He scanned her up and down before reaching for her bag.Frowning, Olivia stepped back and tossed the bag at him.I took a drag from my cigarette and quietly dialed the police. When Olivia stepped out of the house, the officers stopped her."Olivia Gardner, right? You're under suspicion of theft. Come with us."Olivia frowned. "What are you talking about?"A crowd of neighbors had gathered to watch.I saw Olivia being escorted into the police c