Abandoned by All I Took It All Back novel Chapter 97

The police arrived quickly; there was a station right next to the mall.

By then, Iris was a crumpled heap on the floor, hair a tangled mess, sobbing her heart out.

Her makeup was smeared into a grotesque mess, a false eyelash had fallen onto her nose, and she looked utterly pathetic.

The female officer taking statements listened to the story and jotted down two words: "Domestic dispute."

Both women had injuries, though Iris's were more severe. Summer had scratch marks on her hands.

As witnesses, Janina, her three friends, and the store employees were all questioned.

Iris wasn't having it. She pointed to the security camera in the upper corner of the store. "Officer, check the camera! She hit me first, you have to believe me, boohoo..."

Just as she finished, the manager quietly stepped forward with an awkward smile.

"I'm sorry, officer, but the camera is broken. The repairman hasn't had a chance to fix it yet."

Everyone was speechless.

The farce ended with the wife having beaten the mistress, filed away as a private family matter.

Iris's face and hands were covered in scratches and bruises, her face swollen like a pig's head.

Summer had exhausted herself in the fight. As soon as the police left, the strength she had been holding onto finally gave out, and she collapsed.

Janina and her friends immediately called for an ambulance to take Summer to the hospital.

Meanwhile, Iris sat in the store, wailing.

She was the victim, yet in the end, she was the one who had to endure everyone's contempt.

Even the police hadn't taken her side. She felt a sense of injustice she had never known before.

And those women who supposedly broke up the fight—they had to be Summer's accomplices.

"You just wait!"

After the ambulance carried the unconscious Summer away, Iris shakily dialed Vincent's number.

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Summer woke up shortly after arriving at the hospital.

She was weak, and the fight had drained what little energy she had. Now, even opening her eyes felt like an effort.

She was numb to the IV needle in the back of her hand.

Summer lowered her eyes, her long lashes casting shadows on her cheeks.

The last time she had seen them was years ago, at a university reunion.

Back then, she was in love with Vincent, her eyes full of hope for the future.

Now, meeting again, everything had changed.

Janina handed her a glass of warm water, and Summer took a small sip.

"This is my number. Call me if you need anything."

Janina saved her number in Summer's phone, then called her own phone to save Summer's contact information.

Noticing that Summer didn't look well, Janina asked casually, "You look really pale. Are you sick?"

A bitter smile touched Summer's lips. "Yeah. I'm dying. It's for the best. I'll be free sooner."

Everyone was shocked. They all gasped.

Maggie was stunned. Melody covered her mouth. Wendy's eyes instantly reddened.

Janina maintained her composure, but her fingers were gripping the hospital bed's guardrail so tightly her knuckles turned white.