He slammed the door and went out in anger.
I sneered, "Compared with what he did to the original Sylvia, I havent done enough to him."
After a short time of joy, the blood came up from my nose and I could smell the strong smell.
I used a tissue to stop the blood and then found it red all over.
Oh, I almost forgot. When the original heroine was diagnosed with bone cancer and only had ten months left, she even wanted to do it with Simon and had a baby. She was going to leave after her divorce from Simon and let their kid be the last witness of their marriage.
"What a stupid woman," I thought, "This man was not worth what you had devoted, Sylvia."
During the conversation with Simon just now, I was so different from the original Sylvia who was willing to do anything for Simon but he didnt find it strange at all, which meant he didnt care a bit about Sylvia.
He didnt deserve the original Sylvia, I thought.
After going upstairs, I went to the original Sylvias closet and picked a Haute Couture dress from Chanel to wear. Dressed up, I took the medical record with me and was about to go to the hospital.
The original Sylvia fell deeply in love with Simon so much that she didnt pay attention to herself, not caring about her own appearance. She was totally a housewife who relied on Simon. Although she had bone cancer, she refused to go to the hospital for treatment and instead was thinking about Simon every day.
But I am not her. Though, I am using her body now.
I have my soul and I must live a different life for myself.
"Now at the moment, the most important thing for me to do was to stay alive in this novel. I must go to see the doctor and seek treatment. I must take the operation and survive the cancer. As long as I am alive, I have enough time and means to deal with Simon and Bertha," I thought calmly.
Just as I opened the gate of the villa, a figured rushed toward me before I took a step.
"Sylvia, it is all my fault. I am here to apologize to you. Please dont blame Simon! Im pregnant with his baby now so please agree to get a divorce. As long as you agree to do so, Ill do anything you ask, including death," Bertha was wearing a pure-whit dress without any dirt on it. She was melting into tears and hugging my legs while kneeling in front of me. She made me look like a bad woman who did terrible things to her and the fact was that she stole my husband!
"Good. Since you are willing to do anything, you go do the abortion and then slap yourself. I will forgive you after you do all this," I crossed my arms and saw her acting with an indifferent face.
Hearing my words, Bertha stared at me with her tearful eyes as if she was surprised that her trick didnt work this time.
"Sylvia, the baby is innocent. I am willing to do anything but the baby is Simons. I cant do this to our baby..." Bertha cried even louder, which would make people believe I was bullying her.
The original Sylvia actually did abortions three times just for Simon. The first two times, Simon ruthlessly dragged her to the hospital and forced her whole the last time, it was Sylvia herself who went to the hospital to abort the baby without telling Simon.
Thinking of this, my eyes couldnt help but turn red.
I started to get rid of Bertha with all my might and was impolite to her, "Didnt you say that you are willing to do anything to beg for my forgiveness? Are you afraid of death? If you die, on the day of your funeral, I will bring the divorce paper there as the gift."
"Sylvia, how can you be so cruel to me? I am pregnant with a baby and you are asking me to die? You are a murderer. Do you know that?" Bertha, who was good at pretending to be nice, revealed her true color now and was scolding me with a fierce-looking face.
"Am I cruel? Am I a murderer?" hearing this, I was shocked by Berthas shamelessness.
I now admitted that Bertha was really good at distorting the truth.
"Since you have no courage to die, then stop pretending as a victim in front of me. It is disgusting. Get out of here!" I went around her and left, lifting my feet on my high heels.
To my surprise, Bertha, this woman actually fell back and rolled down the steps.
"Sylvia, why did you push me? You are so vicious! My Stomach aches so much..." Bertha cried and screamed.