Three Years Later, He Came Back Begging novel Chapter 169

Bonnie steadied herself and picked up. “Hey, Patton.”

“Bonnie, you’ve probably seen what’s happening online.” Patton’s voice came through calm but serious. “I’ve already contacted the police, and we’re collecting evidence. This isn’t just some passing drama anymore, it’s blown up into full-on cyberbullying. With so many people jumping in, there’s no way they’re all using foreign accounts. We’re definitely going to hold at least some of them accountable.”

He kept going, “My firm will put out an official statement, but I think you should post something from your personal account too. Make it clear those comments are straight-up defamation. We’ve already saved everything, even got web notarization. We’ve reached out to the police so they can ask the platforms for the records they need. Every account involved is being traced back to whoever was actually behind them.”

Bonnie listened closely, making a note of every detail. “Patton, I noticed some of the trending topics have disappeared. Was that you or the police?”

Patton was still at his desk late, scrolling through his emails. “Probably not us. The platforms do their own policing, you know. Doxxing is a crime, no matter who’s paying to buy traffic. The platforms can’t let that stuff slide, no matter how much they’re offered.”

Bonnie let out a long breath. When she hung up, her phone lit up with unread messages. Aiken had texted too, letting her know Patton was handling things with the police, telling her not to be scared, promising it would get sorted out.

Besides Aiken, there were a flood of new notifications—relatives, classmates, old coworkers, students from part-time jobs, friends she hadn’t talked to in ages. Almost all of them asked the same thing—was she really the girl from that video, the one being chased and begged by the supposed “first wife”?

Even her parents had messaged.

This time, it felt so much bigger than anything that happened three years ago. Back then, everything was limited to campus forums and gossip boards. The people slinging rumors were just students, the kind who might back down if a teacher scolded them. Now, Bonnie was out in the real world, and all those old defenses didn’t mean a thing anymore.

Worse than anything, she felt so deeply, desperately wronged.

Why her? Why did she have to be the one thrown into all this when she’d done nothing at all?

Every message, every constant fear of being watched, every uneasy moment… her nerves had been stretched so tight they felt ready to snap. She knew she was close to her limit, but she made herself hang on, telling herself not to give in to the fear.

Bonnie pressed her hand to her eyes, trying to hold back the tears, but that only made them come faster, hot and silent, slipping down her cheeks no matter how hard she tried to stop them.