According to my experience of reading so many novels, at this moment, the hero would appear on time, defend Bertha, and scold me.
Oh, there it is. I saw Simon walking rapidly to us with an anxious face.
Narrowing my eyes, I thought, "Bertha was really a good actor. I didnt touch her at all and she was framing me! Then I am going to do what she asks for."
I walked down, lifted my legs, aimed at her hand, and stamped hard on it. Slim heels rubbed against her palms with great strength.
Bertha, who was lying on the ground, immediately cried with tears in her eyes. Now she was more like a great actress now.
"Since you know that I will beat people and I am not easy to mess with, why did you come to me? Are you looking for trouble?" Berthas crying was not enough so I raised my hand and slapped her face, for the sake of the original Sylvia!
"Sylvia, what are you doing? Why did you hurt Bertha?" Simon ran to Berthas side and picked her up in his arms. Bertha was still crying sadly.
I guessed his life credo was double standard.
"Why cant I beat her? Should I ask for your permission in advance? Whats more, she came to me and asked for a slap. You can ask her about this," I said with an irritated tone.
"Simon, it is all my fault. Please dont blame Sylvia for this. I should apologize to her," Bertha covered her mouth and started showing her crying skill again.
If I hadnt read about the novel whose heroines body I was in now, I would have believed Bertha.
"Did you hear what she said? She said you shouldnt blame me," I said to Simon and shrugged my shoulders.
"Sylvia, you are really a terrible person. You are taking advantage of Berthas kindness!" He took a disappointed look at me and then walked out with Bertha in his arms, "Bertha, please held on. I will take you to the hospital first and I wont let that vicious woman go."
I took wet tissue from my handbag and wiped my palm which was touched by Bertha just now. I didnt like Bertha and I thought she was dirty.
Then I went to the hospital by taxi and when I arrived, I took the medical record with me and went to the doctors office. What a coincidence! When I was walking in the corridor, I ran into Simon and Bertha who was still in his arms.
Berthas hand was wrapped in gauze and she leaned her head on Simons chest, having a sweet conversation with him.
"These two bitches!" I couldnt help but say this in my heart when thinking of the original Sylvia.
"Sylvia, why do you come to the hospital? Are you uncomfortable?" Bertha saw me and asked this on purpose but she hold Simon more tightly.
"None of your business. Do you know people who like to ask meaningless questions wouldnt live long?" I said in a bad temper. The sight of this woman would make me explode.
Hearing what I said, Bertha immediately turned her head to Simon and put on a pity face.
"Sylvia, dont you think you are so rude? Bertha is caring about you," Simon said with a cold face. If the gaze could be used as the weapon, I might be killed by him thousands of times.
"I dont need her care. I still want to be alive," I sneered and said sarcastically.
Out of no reason, my heart ached again. I could feel it was the bitterness left in this body.
I walked forward and stared at them, asking, "Simon, you think that I am bullying her just because I said something sharp to her, right? What about me? Do you still remember what you had said to me in the past? Do you care about how I felt at that time? She is a woman and I am too!"
I added, "I was willing to do abortions for you! Three times! And because of this, I might never have the chance to be a mother again in my life! Do you know how I feel? Weve been married for about three years and now you want a divorce because of your mistress. You even didnt want to give me a penny after we divorced! Do you know how I feel? You and your mistress are so close in front of me, and do you know how I feel?"
The words that I believed the original Sylvia wanted to say were spoken out in a rush.
Simon frowned and kept silent for a while. I could his hesitance in his eyes.