Chapter 5

In the stunned silence, my son's body was wheeled out.

Declan and his father rushed forward, crying out in grief.

My mother-in-law spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed.

Meanwhile, I silently took out my phone and dialed the police:

"Hello, I'd like to report a crime."

"My son was murdered."

Before the person on the other end could respond, Declan stormed over and knocked the phone from my hand.

Gritting his teeth, he accused:

"Hazel, you still have the nerve to call the police?"

"You killed our son."

"You upset my mom so much she spat blood."

"Are you satisfied now?!"

Declan's veins bulged on his forehead, his voice booming.

His eyes bore into mine with an unprecedented fury.

My father-in-law, supporting his weakened wife, spoke with tears and a trembling voice:

"Hazel, how could we have trusted someone as heartless as you?"

"What did we do to deserve this from you?"

"Our family was destroyed by you!"

His words were full of genuine sorrow and regret.

Having me as a daughter-in-law felt like his life's greatest shame.

Seeing Declan and my father-in-law so outraged, the crowd also joined in.

"This woman killed her own son and still has the nerve to call the police?"

"Is she trying to have herself arrested?"

"How could someone so heartless have such awareness?"

"It's sickening. Why isn't it her who's dead?"

The people were furious, hurling angry curses at me.

The live stream comments scrolled rapidly with unrestrained condemnation, cursing me to hell.

With everyone hating me because of my son's death, they all wished I'd just disappear.

But under their resentful gazes, I looked at Declan and his parents, their eyes red from crying.

I couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.

Seeing this, Declan's brows furrowed, struggling to contain his anger, he asked in a low voice:

"What are you laughing at?"

"Our son is dead, and you can still laugh?"

My mother-in-law, after catching her breath, looked at me weakly and said:

"This is a sin!"

"My poor Sunny, how did he end up with such a cold-hearted mother?"

"How did our family end up with such a heartless daughter-in-law?"

"Your own son died, and as a mother, you can still laugh."

She was heartbroken.

For Sunny and for the misplaced trust.

Seeing her heartbroken and angry face.

I just laughed:

"Stop pretending."

Hearing this, Declan grew even more furious:

"Pretending?"

He pointed at our son's body, full of resentment:

"Sunny's body is right in front of you. He died saving you, and you didn't shed a single tear. You think our grief is just an act?"

"Hazel, you're a heartless monster!"

"You don't deserve a son as good as Sunny!"

Declan's anguished roar resonated with the onlookers.

Everyone stopped being silent and began to scream insults at me.

The live stream comments were unrelenting, showing the deepest malice.

Facing all those eyes wanting to tear me apart, I smiled.

I did something that shocked everyone...

In the eyes of the entire audience, I raised my hand and slapped Declan hard across the face.

Slap!

The crisp sound of the slap made the noisy scene fall silent.

Everyone looked at me in disbelief.

Nobody expected that the accused villain, me, would dare to strike first and slap Declan publicly.