Take Back All She Lost novel Chapter 187

Chapter 187

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Wilfred noticed Helena beside him, his breathing growing heavier and more rapid as his drifted toward her.

Helena instinctively shrank her neck, forcing a smile. “What’s wrong, Fred?”

Wilfred felt something was off with himself. Why was he starting to suspect Lena?

gaze

Josephine was so formidable, so untouchable–how could Lena, who couldn’t even truss a chicken, possibly harm her? That was more unbelievable than an ant killing an elephant.

“The real culprit has already been found.”

Nora’s voice came from behind, as she squeezed through the crowd with the sales assistant.

The sales assistant glanced nervously at Helena.

Suddenly, Helena felt an overwhelming sense of doom, her whole body stiffening as if struck by lightning.

A reporter pointed a camera with a gaping black lens at the sales assistant’s face.

The sales assistant frantically pushed at the camera, her head nearly burying itself in her stomach.

The reporter pressed aggressively, “Who are you?”

“Did Ms. Copeland ever offend you?”

“Do you

realize your

your actions have broken the law?”

“And to think you sell shoes for a living. People like you deserve to be trampled underfoot…”

Unable to withstand the relentless questioning and sarcasm, the sales assistant snapped and shouted:

“Fine, I’ll confess, it was me.”

The crowd fell silent, with only the clicking of the camera breaking the hush.

Eyes red, the sales assistant pointed at Helena and said, “She told me to do it.”

Helena glanced at Wilfred in panic and immediately denied it: “I don’t even know you, why are

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you framing me?”

“Whether I’m framing you or not, just listen to this recording.”

The sales assistant took out her phone and played a recording.

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“Make sure she twists her ankle and falls. The worse her injury, the more money I’ll give you…”

Helena’s voice was sweet and delicate, with the distinctive charm of a young woman–easily recognizable.

Anyone who had ever spoken to her could recognize her voice, let alone someone as close as Wilfred

Wilfred clenched his fists, veins bulging on the backs of his hands.

He turned to look at Helena, whose face was flushed red, caught in utter disbelief.

“You wanted to hurt Josephine?!” Wilfred’s voice was as cold as if it came from the depths of hell.

Tears streaming down her face, Helena clung to Wilfred’s sleeve and explained, “Belinda wanted her mom, and I had no other choice but to come up with this idea. I thought if Josephine hurt her foot too, she could empathize with Belinda and stay in the hospital with her.”

“Fred, I really did it for Belinda. If you don’t believe me, ask Belinda if she wants her mom to stay with her.”

At the mention of Belinda, Wilfred’s tightly clenched fists slowly relaxed.

Just yesterday, Belinda had said something silly: “Daddy, if I got hurt even worse, would Mommy be willing to come and stay with me again?”

Even as a man, seeing her sad little face tugged at his heartstrings–how much more so for Lena, who felt it even more deeply?

Lena’s deep love for Belinda had thrown her into chaos, leading her to do the wrong thing for the right reason…

Seeing Wilfred’s dark expression, Josephine’s face gradually returned to its usual blankness. She knew he had once again been swayed by Helena’s glib tongue and would protect her.

Let him protect her–this wasn’t the first or second time. She had long expected this outcome.

But this time, he shouldn’t think he can protect her completely…

Wilfred walked up to Josephine and said, “For the sake of her taking care of Belinda for you…”

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“Mr. Hayden, please watch your words,” Josephine interrupted.

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“What is my relationship with her? Why should she take care of my child for me? She did it for you, to take care of your child. Don’t try to pin this favor on me–I can’t afford it.”

“Then what do you want?”

Wilfred’s stance was clear–he would not abandon Helena.

Everyone present knew the relationship between Wilfred and Helena was complicated.

If they were in private, their spit could drown Wilfred for being so biased and protective.

But in front of him, no one dared to comment.

First, because they didn’t have much to do with Josephine.

Second, in society, it’s better to avoid unnecessary trouble and always leave yourself a way out.

Helena bit her lower lip until it bled, crying as she said to Josephine, “I’m sorry, Josephine. I was only thinking from Belinda’s perspective…”

“Enough!” Josephine interrupted impatiently.

“Stop pretending to cry. Here’s what you’ll do… Every night at eight, post a letter of apology on social media for a week straight.”

At these words, both Wilfred and Helena understood.

Josephine had been waiting for them here!

Perhaps Josephine had already discovered everything that happened today.