Farewell to the Vicious Bestie

Julie deserved every bit of it.

To avoid trouble, I specifically looked for a place several kilometers away in another district. Luckily, I found a suitable one quite quickly.

Just as I was about to go see the apartment, there was a loud banging on the door, followed by Julie's crying.

"Alyssa, open the door, please!"

She was clever. Since I wasn't answering her calls, she came straight over.

I initially planned to stay silent, waiting for her to tire herself out and leave on her own. But then I remembered how she abandoned me in my previous life and smeared my name after I died. I couldn't swallow that bitterness.

Raising an eyebrow, I came up with a brilliant idea.

Julie was most afraid of Daniel. If Daniel knew that Julie had run away, he would undoubtedly try to find her.

If Daniel knew how Julie, who acted so obedient and meek in front of him, badmouthed him behind his back, his hatred for me in the past life would surely transfer to her.

That was the way to go.

With this thought in mind, I took out my phone and dialed Daniel's number from memory, putting the call on speaker and tossing the phone onto the bed.

Julie liked to badmouth me to please Daniel, so I would let him hear exactly how she insulted him in front of me.

Ensuring the call was connected, I got up and opened the door.

Just like in my past life, Julie was beaten so badly by Daniel that her face was covered in blood. The implant in her nose was askew, and she had lost two teeth. It was a shocking sight.

Not just me, but any decent woman would strongly advise breaking up after seeing her friend beaten like this.

But not every woman deserved to be called a friend.

I felt a sense of satisfaction, biting my lip to refrain from laughing. My face twisted into an unnatural expression.

"What happened?" I asked

"That lunatic Daniel beat me!" Julie replied.

She threw herself into my arms, crying bitterly, "Alyssa, Daniel is a beast. Whenever he drinks, he beats me, leaving no part of my body unscathed. I want to break up with him!"

The scene was exactly like my past life. Julie waited eagerly for me to advise her to break up and then take her in. Unfortunately, I wasn't falling for it this time.

"Couples always have conflicts. Even if Daniel got emotional and hit you a few times, it takes two to tango. Can you honestly say you didn't contribute to the problem at all?" I said calmly.

Julie never dreamed I would say such a thing. She was shocked into silence.

She stared at me, wide-eyed, soon becoming hysterical. "Alyssa, are you even my friend? That bastard Daniel beat me like this, and you're advising me to stay with him?"

"Couples always have conflicts. Daniel usually treats you well. You can't handle a few slaps? How heartbroken will he be if he finds out?" I sighed.

I took the opportunity to put some distance between myself and the filthy, smelly Julie. Then I continued my seemingly heartfelt advice.

"Beating is a form of love, and scolding is a form of affection. Why do you think Daniel beats you and not someone else? Because he values you. You should be gentler and more considerate in the future. Don't provoke him, understand?"