The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 200

It wasn’t serious, and she had no desire to prolong her encounter with Susan.

“No, I’m fine.”

Unsure of how to handle the situation, she called Theodore’s driver, Hogan, to take care of it.

Hogan arrived shortly after, parking in a nearby lot since he couldn’t stop on the street. He told her to take the car he had driven and leave.

As Penelope was about to walk away, Susan blocked her path.

“The university is holding a dedication ceremony for the new exhibition hall tomorrow. A lot of our classmates were invited. I assume you were too. See you tomorrow.”

Penelope clenched her fists and walked around her.

“You’re not going to skip it just because you’re afraid to see me, are you?”

Penelope ignored her and quickened her pace, a desperate need to escape welling up inside her. Susan’s triumphant laughter followed her, a net that ensnared her and dragged her back to that cold winter day.

She never knew how Susan’s phone had ended up in her bag, but when Susan pulled it out in front of everyone, she had no way to defend herself.

Susan had been relentless, and the school had been forced to take disciplinary action.

When her father heard the news, he had rushed to the school to plead her case.

It was snowing heavily that day. From her dorm room window, she had seen him kneeling in the snow in front of Susan, his hands clasped together in supplication. When Susan refused, he had crawled after her, begging.

So many students had seen it. They had watched as if it were some kind of street performance.

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