After she finished speaking, she slowly squatted down, staring blankly at this disheveled little face. "What is that saying, justice may be delayed, but it will not be absent? Look, aren’t you getting your retribution now?" Alice was trembling all over, staring at this unfamiliar face, listening to the words coming out of her mouth. She didn’t even have the strength to refute them, every cell in her body was screaming with fear. She stepped back, her face pale, looking at Rachel. Rachel stood up and noticed that Nicholas had remained silent from beginning to end, merely holding Alice stiffly. She sneered, suddenly unsure what she ever saw in this man. "Rachel... you really aren’t dead. Ha ha ha, you actually aren’t dead..." Alice said, hugging her arms tightly, shivering uncontrollably. She was scared; at this moment, she was truly scared. Rachel had thought that seeing the two of them would make her very happy, that years of hatred would finally be unleashed and the bad guys would get their due. But now, she felt no joy at all, because over the years, she had lost so much. She had failed as both a daughter and a mother. After Eleanor’s words reminded her last time, she understood that she actually had no right to judge Nicholas, because, at heart, she was the same as him. She no longer wanted to stay here; seeing these two people only put her in a bad mood. Alice suddenly shouted, her eyes filled with resentment. "How come you’re not dead?! And that child, who is it?! A child you had with another man? Ha ha ha, looks like you abandoned your daughter and went with another man." Rachel tightened her grip on her handbag; Alice’s words hit right where it hurt her most. Seeing her face change, Alice’s lips curved into a smile. "Looks like you don’t care much about your daughter. With Eleanor’s temperament, she probably doesn’t even want to call you Mom now. How failed are you as parents, when even your daughter doesn’t want to acknowledge you? Although I faced retribution, at least I gave my daughter a good life. What about you? Your daughter suffered for so many years in the countryside, don’t you feel any pain for her?" Alice’s face was full of satisfaction, thinking that even if this person wasn’t dead, what did it matter? She had once managed to kill her, and now she could destroy her will again completely! Your heart is the quickest to kill! This is the most vicious method!! Rachel, grasping her bag, raised her hand and slapped her. "Seems like you don’t regret pushing me into the water back then, Alice. Everything you have now is your own fault. You didn’t respect yourself, ran away with a delinquent, thought you found so-called true love. Isn’t it laughable? Reflecting on your past self, don’t you find it ironic? An ignorant girl without much schooling, the daughter you raised ended up following in your footsteps." Alice, receiving the slap, turned her head, blood gently flowing from the corner of her mouth. She raised her hand to wipe it away, her gaze flickering. For every little girl, who hasn’t had a youthful crush? At that time, she really thought she had met her destined partner, which was why she risked everything to be with him. Just like Rachel said, looking back now, it simply feels extremely ironic. "So what if you’re well-educated? Didn’t you end up defeated by me anyway!" She sneered, showing not a hint of concession. Nicholas stood between the two women like a coward, not knowing what he should do. Rachel was his ex-wife, and he felt guilty towards her, so guilty that he dared not even look at her. But Alice had been with him for so many years; despite all her flaws, she was there for him. So, having to choose between these two women, he truly didn’t know whom to choose. He could only lower his head like a quail, saying nothing. In the end, the sixteen-year-old child stepped in, pulling Rachel away a bit. "Mom, Dad is still waiting for you outside. Let’s go, the doctor said your body is fine, you’re ready to be discharged." Rachel curved her lips into a smile, not sparing Nicholas and Alice another glance. She walked away in her high heels. Alice watched her leave, her lips twitching. Looks woman really did live quite well all these years, otherwise how could her skin be so well-maintained, and even have such an adorable son? The dissatisfaction in her heart grew, but upon thinking of Anna’s death, that dissatisfaction quickly dissipated, turning into helplessness that made her feel exhausted. "Alice, let’s go back." Nicholas finally spoke, holding her shoulder tightly. Alice bit her lip, tears about to fall. Eleanor found out about Anna’s news after dinner, and it was from seeing it on Weibo, because Anna left a letter, which was set to be sent out at a specific time. Scheduled for after dusk, exactly an hour after her death. Her name quickly appeared on the trending searches. Looking at that name, Eleanor was dazed, her eyes flickered, and finally, she didn’t open it, threw away the evidence she had, as if it was no longer needed. Anna’s letter was heartfelt, making many people cry, but no one knew whom to blame, blame the parents? But the parents’ views from childhood were just like that, their life environment too, unchangeable, destined to have a generation gap. Anna was very pitiful, feeling like she was a pawn, a wife without thoughts or a soul, but there were countless others more pitiful than her. All of this online became fodder for others’ conversation pieces; no one truly experienced that kind of pain. These past few days, Nicholas and Alice were busy handling Anna’s funeral, neither spoke a word. Because they were the sinners in Anna’s letter, executioners driving her to choose suicide. Alice stared blankly at her hands, suddenly feeling they were covered in blood. She screamed, then her face turned pale as she knelt down, trying hard to scrub her hands in the dirty water on the ground. "Alice, what are you doing?! Are you crazy!!" Seeing her actions, Nicholas rushed to help her up. But Alice seemed not to hear, continuing to scrub her hands in the water. Yet the blood on her hands wouldn’t wash away, only spreading with each rub. It had to be Anna coming back, Anna feeling unwilling and wanting to take her along!! "Why won’t it wash off? How could this happen..." She muttered as if she couldn’t hear Nicholas at all. Nicholas was frightened by her, shaking her shoulders urgently. "Alice, calm down!" The rıghtful source is 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡⚑𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚⚑𝙣𝙚𝙩