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Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 501 Playing Dead
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Chapter 501 Playing Dead I stared at the security guards. “Now you show up? This person doesn’t belong to our community. How did she get in? Call the police!” The security guard in charge was terrified as he looked at Abby, who was lying motionless on the ground. He glanced at me, looking somewhat helpless.

“She trespassed into a private residence and even attempted assault.

Everyone witnessed it! Call the cops!” I directed the head of security again.

I was confident. A few neighbors who had been enjoying the drama had already recorded it all on their phones.

Besides, security cameras were all around my house, and Abby was still

holding that shovel.

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I suspected that the security guard was afraid to report it because they were the ones who let her in.

“Well... Miss, we...” I made the call myself. I wanted peace, and that meant uprooting the likes of Melanie, ensuring she wouldn't set foot here again.

Melanie came rushing in just as I hung up the phone.

Melanie threw herself on Abby, wailing, “Mom... She killed her! Chloe, you committed murder in public!” “Yes, she intruded and attempted to harm me. I had to defend myself.” 1 still held the ladle in my hand.

Abby had sneakily opened her eyes to

look at Melanie earlier, and Melanie quickly covered her eyes, signaling Abby to play dead.

"Chloe, I've put up with you for too long. You seduce my ex-husband, sow discord in our family, and allow this old lecher to come running to your side. Why are you so heartless?” She wailed while rolling on the ground.

“Mom! Wake up!” Just then, the police siren grew nearer.

Several officers entered the yard.

Melanie seemed to have improved her acting as she rushed toward the police officers, crawling and scrambling. 9 “police officers, she’s a murderer...

Chloe killed her!” She clung to the leg of one officer, glaring at me. “It’s her, you see? She killed my mom!” The officer gave me a cold, scrutinizing

look, asking, “What's going on?” I said calmly, “She intruded into a s private residence, abused a patient, and resorted to violence.” “Nonsense! She attacked my mother, beating her mercilessly. Look at her.

She’s of such an age. My poor mother was just here to visit my mother-in- law, and she beat her to death!” Melanie argued.

Other officers were questioning the onlookers or approaching Abby. They called her name a few times, but she lay there motionless. Her head was indeed bleeding.

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Someone shouted, urging for an ambulance. The police officer examining Abby jostled her body, but she didn’t respond.

I' walked over to Abby. "You're playing dead, aren’t you? Okay, Abby, I'll make sure you're dead today. I'll even make sure you're charged with attempted murder. Let us see if you dare attack Grace again!" With that, I raised the ladle and swung it toward her. She opened her eyes, staring at me wide-eyed. She didn’t expect me to dare to do this in front of so many police officers.

Abby screamed in terror, “Oh my God!” Then she crawled backward, still clutching the small shovel. “Help!” The spectators laughed, and even the officer who checked on her chuckled.

Melanie, with a look of hatred,

| shouted, “Mom! You're so gravely injured, don’t try to run...” She understood Melanie’s intention and pretended to collapse with a loud thud. The crowd burst into laughter once again.

The leading police officer seemed to have figured out what was going on. He said to the attendants, “Take them all back!” Several officers pulled Abby, who was playing dead, and Melanie. Then they came over to take me.

“All of you are coming to the police station to give statements!” Grace, seeing that the cops also wanted to take me away, panicked.

She grabbed an officer and said, “Officer, you can’t take her away. She

i AL dtd didn’t want this. It was that shrew who came to my door and attacked me. 1 fought back. You should take mel” She didn’t look well at all, and was staggering. I hurried to support her.