All Chapters of Facing Off Criminals Alone: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I tried to appease Camala, but she acted like she was possessed and kept trying to drag me to the door. At that moment, I figured something out. She probably had hired the drunkard. She always found me an eyesore because of Gloria. So, she was putting up with this act to have the drunkard kill me. I was in despair. Despite returning to the past, was I still unable to escape the fate of being tortured to my death by a drunkard? In the previous cycle, even though I managed to escape from the drunkard, I still ended up dying at the hands of other drunkards. I had called my brothers behind Camala’s back. Once they heard me crying for help, they sent their bodyguards to capture the drunkard in time, and I managed to survive. But Gloria did not see my brothers even when the curtains closed, and she thought she had been abandoned, so she decided to stab herself with a prop. She died on the spot. I was really sad during the funeral. My brothers held me tightly to comfort me.

Even though I did not know exactly what was going on outside, I knew that the drunkard had brought out his weapon, so I absolutely could not go outside. I tried to run to the window, but Camala instantly realized my intentions and grabbed me. I could only cry out to Ruth again. “Mrs. Wilson, can you hear me?! The drunkard outside has brought out his weapon and is trying to break in! “There are only a few tenants here! Once he robs my place, he’s going to rob yours next, and it’ll be too late for you to call the police!” “How could you ask Mrs. Wilson to make a false report?!” Camala hurriedly interrupted me. She glared at me, but there was a smile on her lips. “There’s no weapon! The delivery driver is just getting a little more frantic because Wendy keeps refusing to open the door. He doesn’t want his wages reduced, and he’s working overtime.” “You have no idea just how professional delivery drivers are nowadays. They have to make sure that the packages are delivered rig

“Freeze!” During that moment, the police kicked the door open and charged in. Soon, they subdued the drunkard, and I slumped to the floor as if I had just fought in a war. The police took the drunkard and Camala away. I got into the police car to go to the station to give them a statement. Since Camala was being uncooperative, I was questioned multiple times, and I had to keep recalling what had happened. In the end, I ended up staying in the police station for the entire night. When I walked out, the sun was already up. During that time, my brothers found out what had happened to me, but they did not even visit me. They did not even ask after me. I scrolled through my phone. I saw only one message. [We can’t leave Gloria’s celebration. I sent someone over. Be careful on your own.] I felt like I had been stabbed in the heart. When I returned to my residential area looking like I had been run over by a train, I found my brothers in my house. Gloria sat between them

I shoved him away and sat down again. Perhaps Klein never thought that I would fight back, which was why he was stunned and almost stumbled. When Gloria saw that neither Saul nor Klein were actually going to use physical force on me, she frowned. “Wendy, I was an orphan from a very young age. When Saul and Klein were busy most of the time, Aunt Camala would help me through on the days I couldn’t sleep.” She threw herself on the floor, and she made sure to fall a little to the side on the shards because there were no shards of broken plates and bowls in front of me. “Please, Wendy, Aunt Camala is really important to me! She treats me like her real daughter, and I’ve always treated her as my mother. Please tell the police the truth. “If anyone needs to be held accountable, I’m willing to do it!” The white fabric covering her knees was drenched in blood. They looked jarring against the white cloth. “Enough!” Saul stood up thunderously. His expressionless face looked so int

Camala lost too much blood. She died before she even reached the hospital. Saul was also arrested for intentional assault. With a regretful face, Klein turned to me. “Wendy, I—” But Gloria butted in between us with a teary face. She threw herself into Klein’s arms and trembled. “Klein, I’m really sorry. I didn’t know any of this. I’m innocent! You have to believe me! “I’m so scared, Klein. You won’t abandon me, will you?” Gloria held Klein so tightly that he could not move. The sight of his troubled face just made me roll my eyes. I just left. … Someone wanted to check on my house, so I went back to the residential area. The potential tenant readily agreed to the price, and the sale of the house went smoothly. Before she left, she handed me a USB drive. “You’ll know once you see it.” Puzzled, I took the USB drive. When I turned around, I saw Gloria. “Wendy, do you think you’ve won?” Things had soured between us, so she finally revealed her true face to me.