Jonathan and Henrietta were both taken to the hospital. There were surveillance cameras around the lake, and they clearly captured Henrietta trying to shove me into the lake. Jonathan’s action of pulling her in with him was taken to be an instinctive action to save himself.
Henrietta was arrested upon regaining consciousness. She knew Jonathan and I couldn’t swim, yet she’d still deliberately tried to push us into the water. She was charged with attempted murder.
Since she’d been wedged between Jonathan and me for so many years, I “kindly” visited her in prison.
She wasn’t doing well. Her hair had been cut short, and her face was pale from the lack of sunlight. She no longer had the youthfulness and vitality that had attracted Jonathan to her.
I’d always wondered how she’d managed to hide by Jonathan’s side for so long. Perhaps birds of a feather flocked together–life was hard for Jonathan, and it was rare for him to meet someone like Henrietta, who had such a sunny disposition despite the hardships of life. She was like a sun that shone down on him and warmed him.
Or perhaps it was just his inferiority complex acting up. His insecurities had only been amplified when facing me, and all his feelings had been overwhelmed by this imbalance, ultimately turning to jealousy and hatred.
Well, it didn’t matter anymore.
Henrietta glared at me. “It’s a pity I didn’t manage to kill you. You were born with everything, and now, you even have Jonathan wrapped around your finger. You must feel smug, right? Are you mocking me in your heart for failing to take anything from you? Do you think I’m a clown?”
I couldn’t help laughing. “I don’t need to mock you in my heart. I’m here to do it in person.”
She pounced on the glass before her and pounded on it manically. She looked like she wanted to pass through the glass to rip me to shreds. It was too bad she was stuck in a tiny room. She couldn’t hurt me, no matter how hard she tried.
