I Let Him Get AIDS: A Reborn Queen’s Sweetest Revenge Chapter 04

I Let Him Get AIDS: A Reborn Queen’s Sweetest Revenge Chapter 04

After the national competition, our entire class got a week-long break.

When I returned to Oakwood Preparatory Academy after the holiday, I noticed my classmates seemed to be avoiding me. Their glances held unmistakable scorn.

Their whispers followed me everywhere.

“That’s Chloe Bennett from the senior class. Her boyfriend was dying and she refused to give blood, even tried to stop someone else from helping. Thank God Ethan dumped her.”

“I heard she was the only one who didn’t donate. How can anyone be that selfish?”

“You can just tell by looking at her. Total drama-starter. Probably sleeps around, too.”

“No wonder he left her. Who’d want a girl like that?”

Their mocking voices reached me clearly. I tried to swallow my anger and ignore them.

But then a group of girls walked straight toward me. One shoved my shoulder. “You must be Chloe. You’ve got that sneaky look about you. Spreading lies about Luna having AIDS? You’re the dirty one here, you pathetic bitch.”

The others joined in, pointing and jeering.

Only after they’d finished did Luna step out from behind them, wearing a pitiful expression.

“Chloe, they just… they hate seeing me get picked on. They didn’t mean to gang up on you. It’s just… what you did that day? It was kind of… really awful.” She deliberately drew out the last words.

Her little show sent another murmur through the crowd.

I didn’t start this, but it had found me anyway.

I looked straight at Luna, right into her challenging glare, and kept my voice calm and clear. “First off, I’m the one who ended things with Ethan. Not the other way around.”

“And second,” I said, glancing around at the others, “spreading lies is against the law. If any of you want to test that in court, be my guest.”

The mockery vanished from their eyes. The hallway fell silent.

Seeing the crowd turn, Luna panicked. She rushed forward and tried to grab my hand. “Chloe, come on, we’re all classmates here. There’s no need to…”

Slap!

The sharp sound cut her off. I pulled my arm free, my voice cold.

“Don’t ‘Chloe’ me. I’m not your friend.”

With that, I turned and walked away. Luna stood there, furious and flustered, stomping her foot as tears welled in her eyes. The look she shot me was pure hatred.

Students passing by hurled vicious insults at my retreating back. I kept walking, a cold smirk on my lips, not looking back.

They still have energy to pity others? Soon, it’ll be their turn.