Three Years Later, He Came Back Begging novel Chapter 211

Her bio now said it all. This account is now inactive. I’m done being in the public eye, forever.

That was it. Just one post. Hannah could barely read a few lines before her vision started to blur and she felt dizzy, like the world was sinking out from under her.

The words left no room for explanation, no chance to defend herself. Just a blunt, brutal verdict.

The comment section was a wasteland. All the praise, the admiration, even the envy over her and Lawrence, all gone. What remained was a flood of accusations and mockery.

Now they were calling her the real homewrecker. Saying she’d used her own child to force her way in, destroyed Bonnie’s life, that she was a fraud hiding behind a mask of innocence, using her fans and the public’s pity to hurt an innocent woman. They painted her as worse than cruel, someone who preyed on sympathy to hurt someone who’d done nothing wrong.

Everyone was waiting for her to get dragged off to prison. They wanted payback. They wanted to see Bonnie get justice.

Each hateful comment made Hannah let out a strangled little whimper. Even when the Blair family fell apart, even after the Lane family took her in, she’d never heard anyone say things this cruel.

All her life, people had cared for her and sheltered her. Her family. Her friends. After she became famous, her fans treated her like she was untouchable—a goddess in the ballet world. It wasn’t some huge circle full of haters like the entertainment industry. It had always felt safe before.

She’d never faced such pure venom. Seeing it now, her chest felt ready to burst.

She glared up, eyes wild. “Do you have to ruin me? Do you really want me dead?”

Lawrence’s face was stone. “You’re not even suffering one percent of what Bonnie endured.”

He looked straight at her. “Because of your illness, everyone’s always gone easy on you. Spoiled you. If you want to hate me, if you want to hurt me, fine, I’ll take it. But Bonnie has nothing to do with it. If you can’t turn yourself in, no one will help you. You’ll go to court, on your own. Nana has already confessed everything. You met with her over and over again…even without hard evidence, your motives are all there. You’re a suspect. The judge could decide anything.”

He took a breath. “And when it comes to court, I’ll do whatever it takes to help Bonnie win. Think it over.”

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