The reporters erupted in chatter:
“My God, Coach Emma really is in love with Ryan.”
“She’s trying to break up Ryan and Miss Isla, isn’t she?”
“Did you see that love letter? All that stuff about ‘never leaving each other‘–how disgusting. Turns out she wants to be the homewrecker
I hung my head low, my fingertips white from clenching.
Suddenly, a short–haired, petite girl rushed through the crowd, gripping a knife tightly as she charged straight at me!
My heart pounded in terror, cold sweat instantly covering my forehead. I remembered this girl–she was the one who had poisoned me before
She glared at me furiously, sneering coldly:
“You piece of shit coach! You’re the one who got Ryan framed!”
I instinctively turned and ran. Looking back, I saw Ryan and the other three team members standing aside, expressionlessly watching as the radical fan chased me.
In that moment, I felt utterly hopeless. The girl cornered me while the surrounding reporters stood by, frantically snapping photos. She raised the knife and stabbed toward me. I dodged desperately but still got slashed across the abdomen.
Blood gushed out. Her attack didn’t stop–she raised the knife to strike again!
At the critical moment, police arrived just in time, tackling the girl and subduing her.
I was in so much pain I could barely breathe, while that woman continued shouting curses, saying I deserved this punishment.
The reporters crowded even closer, shoving their cameras in my face and even starting live broadcasts, completely ignoring my current agony.
I was utterly defenseless.
Meanwhile, Isla continued promoting her “victim” narrative on her livestream to gain sympathy.
“Ryan and I grew up together. We love each other.”
“But Emma used her position of power to try and tear us apart.“/
Throughout all of this, Ryan never said a single word in my defense.
Only when the police finally dispersed the reporters and the scene calmed down somewhat did Ryan slowly approach me, his expression as cold as
ever.
“Emma, I know you’ve been jealous about the Isla situation. I admit that saying we were a couple in front of the media was meant to provoke you, but I only did that out of emotion. If it weren’t for what you did…”
He paused and sighed.
“Emma, since things have reached this point, I won’t pursue your mistakes. As long as you help me continue paying my mother’s medical expenses, I can treat you like I used to.”
I couldn’t help but laugh coldly. “Ryan, you’re incredibly arrogant. Let me tell you–you’ll pay for your actions today sooner or later!”
Over these years, Ryan had earned quite a bit of money, but it wasn’t until the final minutes before my death that I discovered…
He had been sending all his money to Isla, who was studying abroad!
That day, I overheard a conversation between Ryan and Liam in the corridor next to the swimming complex locker room:
Liam asked with some regret, “Ryan, you gave all your money to Isla. Won’t Emma hate you when she finds out?”
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Ryan replied nonchalantly, “Isla only chose to study abroad because I rejected her back then. I owe her all of this. As for Lowe fare state marry her.”
My heart turned to ash, Ryan had no idea that Isla went abroad only because of her “sugar daddy“-that old man’s financial support. Later, at offended the old man’s children and was forced to return home.
I couldn’t help but clench my fists.
In that case, let public opinion continue to ferment. After all, when the truth comes out, they’ll be even more humiliated.
The police escorted me from the hospital back to my newly rented residence. Fortunately, the wound wasn’t deep, so I didn’t need hospitalization
The police promised to thoroughly investigate the matter and ensure my personal safety.
I expressed my gratitude, then began posting an anonymous message online.
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