Chapter 3
I touched the wound on my face and the sticky substance, feeling the disgusting stickiness in my throat.
I couldn't stop the anger rising within me.
The fiery pain on my face intensified my hatred.
Wait!
You two won’t get away with this!
...
At night, when the nurse went to rest, I groped around the bedside table and found the “care package” phone that Mandy had sent earlier.
This phone is probably more than just a “care package,” isn’t it?
I opened the phone and, sure enough, found a tiny bug on the mainboard.
I threw the bug out of the window, smashing it to pieces.
On the third day after I entered the nursing facility, an explosion occurred in the hospital’s lab.
Not a single researcher from the lab managed to escape.
This became a huge news event, with the media scrambling to report.
The cause of the explosion remained unclear, but there were rumors pointing to me, saying I deliberately wanted to destroy my sister’s research results.
They even claimed I cruelly murdered over ten researchers.
As expected!
Even though I’m hiding here, they won’t leave me alone!
I continued to play the role of a “rabid dog” being treated at the facility.
I mechanically repeated my “rehabilitation training,” kicking my legs, bending over.
The nurse’s gaze was like that of looking at livestock, numb and disdainful.
The nurse added “extra ingredients” to my food every day.
She forced me to eat it, then showed a twisted smile.
My body grew weaker and weaker.
I couldn't resist the influence of my sister and adoptive mother’s power, so I had to endure their insults for now!
“Alice” Mandy took me out of the nursing home to celebrate my birthday.
I knew they were about to smear me.
“Alice, look, this is the birthday party that your sister specially prepared for you. Do you like it?”
Mandy hooked her arm around mine, seeming affectionate, but her private hand was tightly pinching my flesh.
I could even feel blood trickling out of her hand.
“I like it…” I lowered my head, my body slightly trembling, perfectly playing the role of someone mentally unstable.
“Alice has always been obedient and understanding since she was a child, but it’s such a pity… her mental state…”
Manda appeared beside Mandy at just the right moment. She “sympathetically” stroked my hair, her eyes flashing with calculation.
“Mom, don’t say that. Alice will get better,” Mandy “comforted” Manda gently, but when she turned to look at me, her eyes became sharp.
“Alice, do you remember when we used to play together when we were kids?”
In front of the guests, this “sister” is quite the actress.
I “dazedly” shook my head, my eyes empty.
“Ah, really pitiful…” Manda sighed and “casually” brought it up.
“Actually, when Alice was little, she was… a bit different from other children. She liked to lock herself in her room, talking to herself.”
“Sometimes she would… sometimes she would do some strange things…”
The guests whispered among themselves, their looks shifting from sympathy to doubt, even tinged with fear.
I knew their “performance” had worked. In the eyes of everyone, I had become a complete “lunatic.”
“To celebrate Alice’s birthday, I’ve prepared a very special gift!”
Mandy’s voice drew everyone’s attention.
On the projection screen in the banquet hall, a surveillance video appeared.
The footage was blurry, and only a vague figure could be seen lingering near the lab.
“Look, this person is Alice!” Mandy pointed at the screen, her tone confident.
“That night, she snuck into the lab and caused the explosion!”
“No… it wasn’t me…” I feigned a “weak” protest.
My voice was drowned out by the murmurs of the crowd.
“Oh my God, how terrifying! I can’t believe she would do something like this!”
“I knew it, she always seemed strange… turns out she’s really a lunatic!”
“People like her should be locked away so they don’t hurt anyone else!”
I looked around, and the people’s eyes were filled with disdain.
This is human nature—clearly, nothing is confirmed, yet they can openly despise someone.
