After Sending Me to a Mental Hospital, They Regretted it - Chapter 3

During my time in the psychiatric hospital, I obediently followed all the rules. But secretly, I would spit out my medication. Not only did I avoid suffering, but I also ended up with some unexpected gains. Finally, by the second month, Antonio came.

It had been a while since we last saw each other. His hair had turned completely gray, and his face was lined with fine wrinkles and exhaustion. For the first time, he lowered his usual proud stance in front of me, his voice carrying a tone of pleading.

“Miria, Julia’s heart disease has worsened. The doctor says she needs open–heart surgery. The risks are extremely high, but you’re the only one who can perform it.”

“Saving her will bring good fortune. Please, let go of any personal grudges and think of it as helping Amy accumulate some blessings for her next life.”

I stayed silent for a long time. Just as Antonio thought I wouldn’t agree and was about to try again, the nurse came in with the medication. This was the moment I had been waiting for. I immediately started trembling, pretending to be terrified and hid behind Antonio

“I agree. Please, tell them to .leave. I don’t want to take the medication.”

Antonio’s eyes flickered, and a satisfied smile spread across his face. He had no suspicions about me. That same day, he arranged for my discharge. When I got back home, Amy’s room had been redecorated.

Everything in it was Julia’s. I suppressed the hatred in my heart, hesitating before speaking.

“But I have a psychiatric record. I can’t do the operation right now.”

“That’s easy. I’ll have someone get you a new ID. You can use that to operate on Julia.”

“Just send your personal details to this person, and they’ll handle it.”

Seeing that I wasn’t causing a scene, Antonio confidently sent me the contact information for the person who would help me get the new ID. He didn’t know that this would become the biggest regret of his life.

In the days leading up to the surgery, I noticed that Antonio had started openly appearing with Evelyn at work. Everyone could see it clearly now. Evelyn had already taken on the role of the company’s lady boss.

She used to act like she didn’t, but now, she didn’t bother pretending anymore. Right in front of me, she whispered in Antonio’s ear.

“Antonio, I’m still worried. Miria wants Julia dead. Do you really think she will do that for her?”

Antonio looked at me thoughtfully when he heard this. On the day of the surgery, not only did he put on his surgical scrubs to watch the procedure, but he also hired several experts to supervise me.

Their concerns weren’t unfounded: After all, I hated Julia and wouldn’t think twice about letting her die. But with my psychiatric record, I wasn’t afraid of anything, even if it went all the way to the police.

So, I secretly hid a scalpel in my sleeve. When the surgery reached its most critical point, I stabbed Julia’s still–beating heart with all my might…

Antonio and the experts froze in shock at my sudden move. But I only made a feint, then continued with the surgery as if nothing had happened.

The surgery went smoothly after that. Antonio let out a sigh of relief and smiled at me gratefully. But when it came time to stitch up the wound, Julia died from a heart rupture.

“Miria, you must have held a grudge and deliberately killed Julia! I’m calling the police!”

As soon as we left the operating room, Evelyn lunged at me with a fierce expression. I quickly grabbed her, pointed to Antonio behind me, and smiled coldly. “It wasn’t me. If you don’t believe me, you can ask him.

“I may have wanted Julia dead, but I never had the chance to actually do it, right?”

Antonio held Julia’s lifeless body, tears falling from his eyes. He stared at me with a complicated look for a long time, but in the end, he called the police himself. The police set up a special investigation team. Although they found the scalpel in my sleeve, it had no blood on it.

And Julia’s autopsy confirmed that the heart rupture wasn’t caused by the scalpel. In the end, I was released without charge.

In the end, I was released without charge. The moment I left the police station, I went straight to the crematorium. Evelyn was sitting alone on a stone bench. Her delicate makeup couldn’t hide the sorrow on her face. I slowly walked over to her and smiled.

“Do you know that when Amy died, the anesthesia had just worn off? She even frowned before her heart ruptured. Tell me, how much pain do you think she was in?”

“Is it really you?”

Evelyn snapped back to reality, her eyes filled with rage and hatred as if they could pierce me. At the same time, Antonio rushed over in a panic.

“Something’s wrong. Julia’s body is missing.”

When he saw me, he froze for a moment. Then, he grabbed my throat, squeezing tightly.

“Miria, it was you, wasn’t it?”

“No, it wasn’t me.”

I struggled to break free from his grip. Taking deep breaths, I smiled provocatively.

“It wasn’t me, but if you don’t look for her, you won’t be able to keep her body anymore.”

“What?”

At my words, their faces went pale, their eyes widening in fear.