The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 612

Hans, of course, wouldn't believe Penelope's words outright, but if Judy insisted on not handing over the phone, it was indeed hard to explain.

"Judy, give her the phone now. Don't make me repeat myself!"

Seeing the triumphant look on Penelope's face, Judy secretly gritted her teeth. If she continued to refuse, she would certainly arouse Hans' suspicion, which was the last thing she wanted.

"I left it in the car. I'll go get it now," she said.

Hans nodded, satisfied with her answer.

Judy went downstairs, and Penelope followed her under the pretext of going to the restroom. In the parking garage, she saw Judy take a phone out of her car, only to immediately smash it on the ground.

Penelope took a deep breath and quickly started recording on her own phone.

After slamming the phone on the ground, Judy saw that the screen was still lit. She picked it up and threw it down again, harder this time, before stomping on it with the heel of her shoe until it was completely destroyed.

Only then did she pick up the shattered remains and head back upstairs.

Penelope finished recording the video and immediately sent it to Hans.

Then, she followed Judy upstairs.

When Judy saw her, she held out the severely damaged phone.

"When Donald had his accident, the phone was crushed too. This is how it was when I picked it up from the car." As she spoke, Judy wiped away a tear. "He hit that tree on the side of the road at an incredible speed. The man was in that state, let alone a phone."

Penelope smirked and then looked at Hans, who, having already seen the video, wore an expression of utter disbelief.

Hans had always trusted Judy, but her destroying the phone was a clear act of guilt.

Could it be true, as Penelope suggested, that his son's death wasn't an accident but was related to Judy?

"That can't be right. After the car crash, someone used his phone to send me a text message," Penelope said, taking out her phone to show Hans the text. "This was sent shortly after his accident."

Hans' eyes turned cold as he glared at Judy.

"You don't need to explain it to me. I'll find out the truth myself!"

With that, Penelope turned and left.

Downstairs, she looked at the destroyed phone in her hand. It was probably impossible to recover the call logs now, right?

But she had to try. So, she called Timothy.

Meanwhile, Hans stared coldly at Judy. He never thought the day would come when he would doubt the daughter-in-law he had personally chosen and trusted for over twenty years.

"Judy, you'd better be innocent. Otherwise… Hmph!"

Judy clenched her fists, her heart filled with hatred for Penelope.

She kept ruining all her plans.

Why wouldn't she just die!