Divorce Failed! My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 193

The person Maeve wanted to meet was Jenny, who was being dragged just as viciously as Maeve was.

After the backlash hit, Jenny became the internet's punching bag, someone everyone felt entitled to pile onto.

She'd been hospitalized because her injuries were severe, but as the bills climbed, the Turner family started to crack.

To keep them quiet, the Morales family paid compensation—no small amount.

But by the time everyone took their cut, the Turners only saw two hundred thousand.

Jenny was becoming a money sink, and the relatives who'd been loudly "defending" her started to back away.

Jenny's father left her two thousand dollars on the bedside table, then took his wife, son, and a whole caravan of relatives, bought train tickets home—and conveniently rolled the remaining compensation into their luggage on the way out.

In the hospital room, Jenny lay there staring at nothing, looking like someone who'd run out of hope.

Because she couldn't afford treatment, her IV regimen had been slashed—from eight bags a day down to two: one antibiotic, one basic infusion to keep her from collapsing. Barely enough to keep her alive.

When Maeve appeared, Jenny blinked in surprise. "Who are you?"

Maeve gave her name without hesitation—and caught the shock that flashed across Jenny's eyes.

Jenny hadn't expected Maeve—the "evil sister" being cursed online alongside her—to be… stunning. Rarely beautiful.

And when Maeve pushed the door open, Jenny thought she saw a tall, handsome man in the hallway behind her.

The figure vanished so quickly Jenny couldn't make out his face.

Maeve walked in, pulled a chair over, and sat beside the bed.

"Miss Turner. I think we've both heard plenty about each other, so I won't waste time with introductions."

"I'm here because I want to hear it directly from you—what your relationship with Ansel was, and what happened that night."

At the root of it, Jenny's injuries did have something to do with Maeve.

"The way he acted in that video—it was so fake it made my skin crawl."

"A bastard like that… even if I die, I'll drag him to hell with me."

As Jenny's breathing grew sharper and her voice rose, Maeve handed her a bottle of water.

"Ansel's life is already counting down," Maeve said quietly. "Yours is just beginning. Don't throw yourself away for trash. He isn't worth it."

Maeve's calm tone soothed Jenny at exactly the right angle—firm, but not cold.

Jenny took the water, drank, and fought to keep the tears from spilling.

Then something hit her, sudden and panicked. She grabbed Maeve's arm.

"Please, don't hurt yourself because of him. Don't give him your kidney. He doesn't deserve to live off you."