Rebirth In Divorce My New Mr. Perfect (by Summer Knowles) novel Chapter 771

Judy suddenly became agitated, making incomprehensible sounds. She gestured wildly with her hands. Sarah tentatively handed her phone over. "If you have something to say, type it out."

Judy calmed down, took the phone, and began spelling out words letter by letter. After about five minutes, she returned the phone to Sarah.

Sarah said quietly, "There's some sanity left in her eyes, but mostly madness. If we can't resolve this quickly, I'm afraid she'll lose her mind completely."

"Let me go. I've already lost my tongue, but I still want to live. I don't want to die! The Wilson family is too terrifying—don't provoke them! Never provoke them! I can't speak anymore, never again..."

Sarah tried to comfort the agitated Judy. The scene of her tongue being cut must be permanently etched in her mind, becoming a psychological shadow. If this trauma wasn't addressed soon, she might be trapped in this darkness for life.

“Melvin, did you approach Judy?" Sarah frowned slightly.

Melvin shook his head. "Not exactly. My men have been watching her neighborhood. When she finally returned, someone reported it to me. We only brought her here now because she showed signs of suicidal tendencies."

Suicidal tendencies?

Sarah looked at Judy again. Tears had already fallen from her eyes—she probably couldn't accept her current state.

But would someone who valued life so much really have suicidal tendencies?

Sarah stared intently at her eyes, seeing traces of madness within them.

Judy's fingers trembled as she typed word by word on the phone: "I can never speak again. The Wilson family gave me a lesson that will haunt me for life, but the video I released won't bring me true peace. Compared to the Wilson family, you're no different. You also have people watching me. Last time it was a livestream, now it's a video. What about next time? The only thing that can counter the video I made is another one from me, right? Whether I become your pawn or the Wilson family's pawn, the outcome won't be good. What's the point of living?"

She wanted to die, but so many people wouldn't let her die.

Reading these words she had typed, Sarah had to admit that Judy still maintained enough rationality. At least in some ways, she was right—as long as she lived, she could only be someone's pawn.

Sarah stared directly at Judy. "Do you hate the Wilson family?"

Judy froze. Her hands trembled over the phone, but eventually she typed out those words.