After Sending Me to a Mental Hospital, They Regretted it - Chapter 2

“She did not mean it? So, Amy deserved to die? ”

“Antonio, Amy was burned to death by her. How could you say such heartless words?”

I had never hated him more than at that moment. Ignoring his objections, I picked up the phone and called the police. When the police arrived, I knew it wouldn’t matter. The officer in charge was one of Antonio’s friends.

They didn’t give me a chance to speak. After a brief conversation with Antonio, the police left. I completely lost control and began punching and kicking him in frustration.

“How could you? Amy is dead, and you’re protecting the real culprit. Amy is watching from heaven; how can you live with peace?”

Antonio, knowing he was in the wrong, let me vent my anger. When I finally exhausted myself, he patted me on the shoulder and tried to comfort me.

“The mortuary van is here. You should handle Amy’s funeral. Julia’s frightened, so I’ll take her to the hospital for a check–up.”

He didn’t hesitate for a second. He walked past Amy’s body, holding Julia, stopping only briefly before walking away with long strides. I stared at his retreating figure in disbelief.

Julia and Evelyn turned back to smirk at me. I gritted my teeth in hatred, wanting nothing more than to rush over and take them down with me.

But right now, I had to make sure Amy was laid to rest properly. As for the rest, I would deal with them later! By the third day, Amy’s body was about to be cremated.

Antonio hadn’t shown up at all, nor did he even call. I held back my anger and called him. By the third day, Amy’s body was about to be cremated.

Antonio hadn’t shown up at all, nor did he even call. I held back my anger and called him.

“Sorry, babe, Julia’s heart condition is worsening, and Evelyn can’t handle it alone. You’ll have to take care of Amy’s arrangements on your own.”

I hung up the phone immediately. I didn’t even have the energy to argue with him. After burying Amy’s ashes, I came home. I noticed Amy’s room had been rummaged through.

My anger flared up, and I stormed into the living room, grabbing Julia and demanding loudly, “Did you go into Amy’s room? Did you take her necklace?”

As I spoke, I noticed the gemstone bracelet on her wrist. A bad feeling immediately crept into my chest.

“Miria, you scared me! Antonio, help!” Julia panicked and tried to cover the bracelet.

But my grip on her wrist was firm, and all she could do was helplessly scream. Antonio and Evelyn rushed out of the study, still looking a bit disheveled. When they saw my dark expression, Antonio quickly pulled Julia behind him and started shouting at me.

“Miria Carlson, that’s enough! You haven’t even figured out what’s going on, and you’re acting like a madwoman, accusing her. ”

“Amy’s room isn’t even being used. What’s the big deal if Julia went in and played with some things?

“You scared her! The fortune–teller said that would harm Amy’s luck, so I had a bracelet made for Julia using Amy’s necklace. It’s for Amy’s own good, to help her gather good fortune for her next life.”

Antonio spoke as though it was the most reasonable thing in the world as if I was the one being unreasonable.

“That’s nonsense! No one can take Amy’s things!”

I snapped. I let my emotions take over, yanking the bracelet off Julia’s wrist in a frenzy. Her wrist turned bright red from my grip.

“It hurts, Miria, please stop hitting me!”

Julia’s acting was nowhere near as convincing as Evelyn’s. She cried and screamed for a long time, but no tears came. Evelyn, on the other hand, was much more skilled. In front of Antonio, she threw herself against the wall.

“I can’t live like this. Mrs. Carlson, if you want someone to pay for Amy’s death, take my life instead.”

“Evelyn, don’t do this!”

Antonio’s eyes widened in shock. His face turned pale, and he rushed over to hold her. The house was filled with wailing, and all I could feel was my anger burning hotter.

“Stop pretending! If you’re going to die, just do it already!”

I grabbed a vase, ready to smash it at them. Evelyn and Julia huddled together, clearly terrified. Antonio was quicker than me. He snatched the vase from my hands and swung a wooden chair at my head.

“You are crazy!”

The last thing I saw before losing consciousness was Antonio’s furious face, his teeth gritted as he cursed at me. When I woke up, I found myself strapped to a bed in a psychiatric hospital.

The gemstone bracelet was gone. He looked down at me, sighing in helpless resignation.

“The only way to ensure Evelyn and Julia’s safety is to lock you up here. Don’t blame me.”

I didn’t look at him again until his figure disappeared through the door. I smirked inwardly. I knew he would come back to beg me to get out.