Chapter 5

By the time Mom and Dad rushed over.

Tiffany was leaning by the window, threatening to jump.

One foot hovered in mid-air, her eyes red:

"I just want my happiness back, is that wrong?"

"Why do I, who's never done anything bad, have to suffer such cruelty?"

"Liam, it seems we're destined to be together in this life. Let's meet again in the next!"

Everyone was terrified by her deathly words.

Liam was completely flustered; he stepped forward, trembling, to comfort her:

"Tiffany, please come down, okay? We still have a connection. Can you bear to leave me like this?"

Tiffany's face was pale, tears continuously streaming down:

"But Stella is my own sister, I really can't bear to hurt her…"

She closed her eyes and let go of the window frame.

As she was about to fall, Liam lunged forward, fiercely pulling her into his arms.

As if he was embracing the cherished treasure of his life.

Seeing Tiffany successfully rescued, everyone let out a collective sigh of relief.

Mom turned and slapped me hard:

"Stella, are you gloating now? Driving your own sister to death, how could I have given birth to such a cold-blooded, heartless animal?!"

Dad also gave me a cold glare: "Apologize to Tiffany immediately! Otherwise, you'll regret it!"

I touched the stinging pain on my face, responding calmly: "I didn't do anything wrong, why should I apologize?"

They knew perfectly well.

It was Tiffany's "amnesia" and "illness" that made her mistake him.

Why should I accept this fabricated guilt?

"Stella, are you done?!"

Mom impatiently cut me off, her voice shrill and piercing: "Tiffany got this strange illness because of your car accident and amnesia. You must atone for her for the rest of your life!"

"You nitpick over every little thing! How did I ever give birth to such a cold-hearted, ungrateful viper?!"

"If I had known… I should have strangled you at birth to spare others from your evil!"

Even Liam looked at me with hatred.

They all united to protect Tiffany.

But Tiffany's attempt to jump, though dramatic, was staged. Below the window was a spacious patio, barely half a meter high. No one could die from such a fall.

Yet, in my previous life, when I was pushed down from dozens of feet high and lay broken on the concrete, no one stood up for me.

Their hearts were always and only for Tiffany.

I had no chance before, but now I would seek justice for myself!

When the police arrived.

I turned and exposed Tiffany's antics: "Tiffany slandered my reputation. Please give me justice."

The moment the words left my mouth.

Liam's face instantly changed, and he shot me a look of displeasure.

Dad roared at me, his face grim:

"Stella, are you crazy? Do you really want to send your own sister to prison?"

Mom, with her sharp fingernails, lunged at me, not forgetting to curse:

"Fine, heaven truly is blind to let me raise such a despicable, low-life animal!"

"Stella, listen to me. If you cause Tiffany to be taken away by the police today, I'll disown you as my daughter!"

Facing those hateful, glaring eyes, I remained expressionless.

In my previous life, when I slowly bled out and died in despair, my heart had already stopped feeling pain.

The Stella who was a daughter of the family was already dead in that desolate moonlit night.

I turned and handed the pre-prepared evidence to the police: "The one causing trouble is Tiffany, my biological sister. She has a mental illness, memory confusion."

Saying this, I handed over a copy of her medical records.

Tiffany had been very thorough in her act, somehow procuring a seemingly authentic diagnostic report.

In my previous life, she used this "get out of jail free card" to humiliate and torment me repeatedly.

But now, it would be the very thing to nail her to the pillar of shame!