The Best Revenge: Letting My Beauty Bloom

3.

"Officer, what Rena said are baseless accusations. I have evidence here. This is the hospital's phone number. You can also call to verify."

At the police station, I handed over the prepared medical records, death certificate, copy of the crematorium's certificate, and the hospital's phone number to the police officers for verification.

I actually anticipated that Rena would come to cause trouble, so I made multiple copies of these materials in advance, just in case.

Rena was still throwing a tantrum and cursing. She completely disregarded the police officers, saying, "You wicked woman, why don't you die? You didn't even let us see my son for the last time. How can you be so cruel? I want to kill you, you wicked woman."

I sat there quietly, waiting for the police officers to verify. In the past, if Rena insulted me a little, I would feel sad and upset, but since I learned about that incident, I had given up on being sensitive. Some people were just like that, no matter how much genuine care I gave, I couldn't get genuine care in return!

So since I knew about this, I hadn't paid any attention to what she said. Now I just treated her as a barking dog.

Rena became even angrier when she saw that I ignored her. She cursed even more.

A policewoman couldn't stand it anymore and stared at Rena, saying, "This is the police station. Be quiet. If you keep talking nonsense, Ms. Thomas can accuse you of defamation."

I gave a grateful look to the policewoman. As for my mother-in-law, although she didn't curse loudly anymore, she still muttered with a dissatisfied face.

Even a child could tell that she was cursing at me in a low voice, but I didn't care. Her son had already been cremated, so I let her curse a few times to vent her anger.

Half an hour later, the police officers finally verified all the facts. One of the police officers came over to explain to my mother-in-law, "What Ms. Thomas said is all true. Your son did die accidentally, and everything she did was in accordance with the law. There was no illegal behavior."

"Impossible. Officer, she is the one who killed my son. She didn't even let me see my son for the last time and cremated him. Officer, you have to help me. This woman is too malicious."

When my mother-in-law heard the police officer's words, she started to slap her thighs and wail loudly, feeling as wronged as she could be.

The police officer looked at me helplessly, and I also felt helpless. "Officer, I'm also quite wronged in this matter. In fact, I called each of my parents-in-law and sister-in-law dozens of times. But none of them answered my calls. The doctor also asked me to handle it quickly, so I had no choice but to call the funeral home staff. When the funeral home staff arrived, they asked if I wanted to cremate directly. I had no experience, so I could only say yes. That's how I hurriedly handled it. Besides, my husband had an affair during our marriage and even had a child. His family helped him hide it from me, and I only found out recently. Can you imagine how frustrated I felt? It was good enough that I could take him to the funeral home for cremation. What else did they expect me to do? This is the record of the calls I made to them before the cremation. You can take a look, Officer. So it's really not my fault."

I took out my phone and showed the police officer the call records on that day.

The police officer looked at me sympathetically, then turned to my mother-in-law, and his attitude was obviously different from before. "You can't blame on her. If you don't have any other problems, you should each go back and stop wasting police resources here."

My mother-in-law was so angry that her face turned green. She wanted to say something, but I preempted her and said, "Officer, I still have something to do. Now that my husband is dead, theoretically I have no relationship with their family anymore. I just hope they won't come to bother me again. If they come to my door arrogantly like this again, can I report to the police again?"

The police officer looked at me and then at my mother-in-law before saying, "Naturally, you can. However, it's best to resolve any issues privately. Don't involve the police just because of such a small matter."

I nodded repeatedly. Naturally, I wouldn't report to the police for such a small matter. But if Rena acted foolishly and tried to break into my house again, that was another story.

Rena was still unwilling to give up, but the policewoman warned her that if she continued to cause trouble unreasonably, she would be detained for a few days. Only then did Rena finally stop.