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    Thements exploded beneath the post, most viciously criticizing Belinda. Somementers even posted photos of her dancing on stage at a bar not long ago.


    “She was totally enjoying herself at the bar. Doesn’t look like someone who just had a miscarriage. Could this abortion record be fabricated?”


    “Absolutely disgusting! This woman faked an abortion for sympathy, then went off to dance with men…”


    “Well… it really seems like she uploaded that marriage certificate just to extort money from Mr. Cox and Miss Miller!”


    “Mr. Cox ought to divorce her immediately. This woman is disgraceful!”


    Propped against her headboard, Belinda scrolled through the online vitriol, her heart pounding as she tried to steady her breathing.


    Belinda stayed serene, untouched by the turmoil. Perhaps it was because she was close to death, and these matters seemed trivial now. Rather than feeling anger, she found the situation mildly amusing.


    “Belinda, if this abortion record wasn’t inadvertently released by someone in the medical field, then it must have been someone who knew the exact date of your miscarriage,” Madisyn voiced her concerns through two urgent voice messages. “You’re always so reluctant to bother anyone. I only learned about your miscarriage the night you called me. Who else knew the exact date? If it turns out no one else did, I’ll assist you in suing the hospital for viting your privacy!”


    Belinda exhaled deeply, her tone devoid of urgency. “No need. The day I miscarried, Kristopher was at the hospital with Cathy. They saw me there.”


    After sending the message, silence hung in the air until Madisyn responded with an immediate phone call.


    Furyced Madisyn’s voice as she spoke. “Kristopher is beyond despicable! He was oblivious to his own wife’s miscarriage, yet he cared for the mistress so much that he even apanied her to the hospital! Has he be Cathy’spdog?”


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    Belinda activated the speakerphone, cradled Fluffy in her arms, and began soothing the cat’s fur, absorbing Madisyn’s heated words without interruption.


    As Madisyn’s anger subsided, Belinda offered a gentle reassurance with a smile. “Madisyn, let’s not waste our anger on someone so undeserving.”


    Madisyn’s voice cracked, her emotions raw. “Belinda, why does it seem like you’re not even upset?”


    “I don’t care anymore, so I won’t be upset,” Belinda replied calmly, continuing to stroke Fluffy’s silky fur. “I’m just a regr person. Regardless of how harsh the online bacsh gets, it’ll fade within days. I’m not like Cathy. I don’t thrive on public scrutiny.” Her smile was tender yet sad. “If they’re not interested in a peaceful resolution, I’m prepared to confront them head-on.”


    After all, her time was limited; she had less than three months remaining. Unlike Kristopher and Cathy, she had no lingering worries or prospects. She was free to act without restraint.


    Public sentiment online was reaching a boiling point.


    Initially, theizens had rallied behind Belinda, hurling insults at Cathy and Kristopher. But as the tides turned, they began slinging mud at Belinda while sympathizing with Cathy.


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    In the Nawrin University dormitory, Fred had just returned from a shower when his roommate approached him, giving him a pat on the shoulder. “Remember how you were looking for a decent part-time job not long ago? Well, I’ve found just the thing!”


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