Why did I Even Cry for the Husband who Sent Me to Jail

“Oh, you're finally leaving?"

I was in Ronan’s room packing away his things when Daphne appeared. She was wearing a silk nightgown, a bright red mark on her neck.

"I still don’t get it. Leo only has eyes for me yet, you still held the title of Mrs. Edwards,” Daphne said again.

I ignored her and kept folding Ronan’s drawings.

She rubbed her belly, as she continued to show off. “Last night Leo said once our baby is born, everything the Edwards have will be his.”

When I gave no reaction, she wasn’t pleased. So, she stomped on the drawings I’d just folded, grinding them under her heel. “The houses that used to be under Ronan’s name, they’ll belong to my child too.”

I picked up a craft knife and plunged it hard into the top of her foot.

“Ah!” Daphne screamed.

I grabbed her hair and forced her to look at me. “Proud of yourself, are you? After killing so many people... did you ever think there’d never be payback?”

Her face flickered with panic. “What nonsense are you talking about?”

“Stop your pretend,” I said, staring her down. “I know everything.”

She suddenly laughed triumphantly. “So what if you know? Who’ll believe you? They all wanted to stop me and Leo from being together, they deserve to die!”

She added, “You deserve to die too. I kept you around just so you could take the fall for me. Now you’re useless.”

Daphne then took a candy from her pocket, unwrapped it and popped it in her mouth. Then she shoved the wrapper into my hand. In the next instant I could see her lips turn black.

She staggered out, screaming, “Help! Violet is trying to poison me!”

Leonardo burst in and grabbed Daphne. “Daphne, are you okay?”

She leaned weakly into his arms, tears in her eyes. “Leo, I don't think I can’t stay with you anymore…”

Leonardo glared at me, eyes bloodshot. “Violet, you’ve gone too far! Apologize to her!”

I watched him coldly. “She ate the poisoned candy herself.”

“Bring her to Central Plaza and make her kneel and apologize in public!” he ordered his men.

***

Soon, they forced me to my knees on the cold floor of Central Plaza. The bodyguards read aloud "my apology” for poisoning Daphne. Familiar faces pointed and whispered. The look of contempt, questions, insults... they were all so painful that I felt suffocated.

A few police officers stepped forward. “You’re suspected of intentional murder. Come with us.”

I pulled out a mocking smile.

"Leonardo, you thought I killed your grandma, but you did nothing to investigate more. You thought I hurt your parents, but you never called the police. Now Daphne got “poisoned” and you’re so eager to throw me in jail?" I thought.

After the interrogation I ran into Daphne again. This time, she was in handcuffs. When that woman saw me, the hatred in her eyes could have torn me apart.

Leonardo immediately rushed over, “Get the complaint withdrawn! Daphne’s so weak right now! She can’t be arrested!”

I took out my diary and tapped his chest lightly. “Leonardo, see you in court tomorrow.”