Chapter 4

Even though Sophie failed to take my place this time, she did not give up.

After completely tearing off all pretense with me, she still pestered me every day.

That day, when I went out to throw away the trash, I actually saw a sneaky figure beside the trash can!

I hid to the side and finally saw clearly that the shadowy figure was actually Sophie!

She sneakily tore open the trash I had just thrown away, seemingly searching for something!

Finally, when she saw a tied-up bag, she held it up like a treasure, and her eyes instantly lit up!

I finally understood her purpose, stepped forward, snatched the bag from her hands, and threw it on the ground.

“What are you doing?”

When Sophie saw me ruin her plan, she became furious in an instant and stared at the liquid on the ground with a distressed expression.

“It’s all your fault! You made me miscarry! So what if I survive by picking through trash? Is even that not allowed?”

She pointed at my nose and cursed, still thinking I was too stupid to understand what she was trying to do!

“If you want to pick through trash, go do it somewhere else. You are not welcome here!”

Thinking about how she had gone through our trash bags like this before, I broke out in a cold sweat!

I absolutely could not let Sophie succeed again!

“What right do you have to control me? Do you own this neighborhood? You won’t even let people pick through trash? There’s nowhere in the world with rules like that!”

“You made me miscarry and refused to compensate me, so what’s wrong with me picking through rich people’s trash?”

Seeing that Sophie had completely torn off all pretense and had no shame left, I smiled.

“That’s fine. Go ahead and pick through it!”

“I’d like to see what you can dig out from here every day while picking through garbage!”

In the days that followed, I was strictly on guard.

I either rushed to the trash can or added a little something inside.

Several times in a row, Sophie snatched the trash bags from my hands and then looked as if she had eaten shit.

After repeatedly hitting walls, she no longer squatted by our trash can every day.

But I still did not dare relax my guard, and I kept an eye on Sophie at all times to avoid any accidents.

But she shifted her target.

The residents in this neighborhood were all either rich or powerful.

If she got pregnant with anyone’s child, she could live the rest of her life with food and money guaranteed!

So she went crazy and set her sights on the other trash cans.

But I had already contacted the surrounding residents privately, and everyone knew exactly what kind of vile person Sophie was, so they had already taken precautions!

Finally, after two months of gaining nothing and being treated like a mental patient, she broke down.

After smashing things randomly at my door, she left my home.

All of us let out a sigh of relief.

My boyfriend and I fell deeply in love, and he also made our relationship public, admitted I was his fiancée, and chose a date for our engagement.

I was ecstatic.

At the engagement banquet, I looked at the boyfriend I loved deeply with tears in my eyes.

Just as I was about to exchange engagement rings with my boyfriend, Sophie, whom I had not seen in a long time, suddenly barged in.

Her loose clothing could no longer hide her pregnant belly, and smelling the aroma of the banquet dishes made her unable to stop retching!

Seeing that my perfect engagement banquet had been disrupted by her, I called the security guards to step forward and stop her.

Who knew she would sit down on the ground, throw down a stack of papers, and start throwing a tantrum.

“God damn it! You scumbag, you actually abandoned me and our baby to get engaged! Are you even human?”

“If you don’t give me an explanation today, I’ll smash my head and die right here, and I’ll let the whole city see exactly what kind of people your family is!”

I sneered and did not care at all.

But my mom, who was beside me, picked up the report with trembling hands and looked at me in terror.

“Chloe, this paternity test actually shows a ninety-nine percent match…”