Simon looked at the photos scattered on the ground, clenching his teeth.
Sara lowered her head and didn't say anything.
Simon took a deep breath and said, "If you insist on making trouble here, I could only ask the security guards to take you away."
The woman still wanted to continue making trouble. However, she suddenly saw something, and was stunned. She sneered, "Okay! Do you think it's over if I stop?! Don't even think about it! Let me tell you, if Sara still has the guts to seduce my husband, I will never let her go!"
After that, she turned around and left.
People around were pointing and studying her with disdain. If it were someone else, she would have been unable to bear it. However, Sara did not have any reaction. - She was actually... used to it.
Freya held her hand and said cautiously, "Sara, don't worry. As long as you're innocent, the grievance will be redressed!"
Sara couldn't help but laugh, "You trust me a lot, don't you?"
"You're not that kind of person." Freya said seriously, "I believe in you."
Scarlet said awkwardly, "Sometime you are quite annoying, but I believe that you aren't going to mess with this kind of greasy old man."
"...Thank you." Sara raised her hand and stroked her hair. Her voice was very soft, "I don't feel like shopping anymore. Let's do it next time."
In such a situation, anyone would be in a bad mood. Freya said worriedly, "Sara, don't worry. When I go back, I'll get someone to find out who that woman is!"
Sara said, "Okay. I'll go home then." Freya nodded.
"Sara..." Simon strode to catch up with Sara. "I'll get someone to investigate this matter. I..."
"No need." Sara's voice was still soft, but she refused without hesitation, "Simon, it's better for both of us if you don't get involved in my business."
Simon said sadly, "You want to avert other people's gossip?"
Sara paused and said, "You can say it like that... The driver is here to pick me up, I'll be leaving. Don't intervene in this matter."
Simon stood at the same spot, looking at her back, and clenched his fists slowly.
Bella opened the car for Sara, "Why are you late today?"
Sara didn't want to tell Bella about that crazy woman, so she said, "I chatted with my classmates for a while."
Bella didn't ask any more questions.
When they returned to Reminisland, Aunt Lyons had already prepared dinner. Another servant, Aunt Dovlin poured Sara a glass of water and said, "What's wrong with you, Miss Martin? You look pale!"
Sara liked those two servants, both of them were very gentle. She took the glass of water and had a sip, "Maybe I haven't fully recovered from the cold yet."
Aunt Dovlin sighed and said, "Miss Martin, you have to take good care of yourself. Don't ruin your body as you think you are still young."
Sara nodded in consent.
Aunt Lyons smiled and said, "All right, Miss Martin, you'd better eat first."
The dinner was so scrumptious that Sara couldn't finish it. She was full and went to her room to do her homework.
There were only a few assignments that day, and it was done in an hour. Initially, Sara wanted to read the medical book for a while, but she remembered something suddenly. She took out her old phone and logged into the website of the campus.
Sure enough, the incident that happened that afternoon had become a hot topic. The busybodies recorded a video for the onlookers to comment on. Looking at those comments that were either angry, disdainful, or gloating, Sara pursed her red lips.
Sara whimpered and then covered her face with the blanket, "Why..."
Why did that kind of thing always happened no matter where she was.
When everyone was typing those vicious words lightly on the keyboard, they might not have thought there was anything wrong with it. However, the hurt they caused to the parties involved was huge and damaging.
Sara remembered that two years ago, there was a news reporting that a celebrity was trapped in a sex scandal. In the end, she committed suicide because of public opinion. After her death, no one had showed any sympathy for her and they even said, "Why did you commit suicide if you really hadn't done anything?", "Didn't we just comment a few words? Your parents born and raise you, and you kill yourself so easily. Such a coward." "It's good for you to die."
These people did not know that the words that they had sent were like invisible and sharp swords that could kill people without a trace of blood. They did not even repent when they forced a person to die.
Who didn't know that our lives were given by our parents and that we should cherish it? But not everyone was strong enough to hear the psychological stress and trauma.
Sara inexplicably felt that she might be in the same mood as the celebrity who was forced to jump off the building.
Both Freya and Scarlet were worried about Sara, they checked up on her through WhatsApp. Sara didn't want anyone to worry about her, so she said that she didn't care.
She lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling blankly. Suddenly... she missed Hank very much.
She didn't expect him to marry her, but... she missed the indescribable sense of security she had when he was by her side.
Sara had an impulse.
She stepped on the carpet with her bare feet and opened the door. Immediately, she saw a white door, which was closed.
That was Hank's room.
Strangely, even only by looking at his door, Sara felt at ease.
She breathed a sigh of relief and closed her bedroom door, leaned against it, and smiled.
On the next day, rumors spread around the school, everyone was talking about it. Sara pretended that she didn't hear it. She didn't care about anything and just focused on studying.
Alex came a bit late and looked tired. As usual, he put the milk on Sara's desk. Sara paused and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Alex yawned and said, "Grandpa had a little bit of relapse last night, so he was sent to the hospital."
Sara nodded in understanding. It was common for people who have heart diseases to get attacks all of a sudden.
As soon as Freya saw Alex, she immediately said, "Brother Alex, would you like to know what happened?"
Alex leaned against the chair lazily and said, "What's the matter? Tell me."
Freya put her palms together seriously. "Yesterday, a crazy woman came to the school entrance and made trouble. She insisted to accuse Sara of seducing her husband and even scattered explicit photos everywhere. Could you delete those photos and posts?"
Alex's eyes turned cold, "What?"
Freya took out her phone and showed it to Alex, who was frowning.
Freya asked expectantly, "Brother Alex, you're excellent in computing. Have these photos been edited?"
"... No." Alex said with certainty, "It's not been edited."
Freya was at a loss, "...What on earth is going on? It's impossible that Sara had done such a thing."
Alex pursed his lips, taking out his school bag.