Later, I realized that the rumors were getting worse and worse. When I took my daughter out, I was always pointed and talked about.
Neighbors who used to greet me would hide when they saw me, and they wouldn't let their daughters play with my daughter either.
My daughters went to the kindergarten in the community, but they were getting more and more unhappy.
One time, my eldest daughter's arm was bruised and her face was scratched.
I asked her and found out that the children in the kindergarten had been calling her a bastard, saying that her mother was a mistress, and she would also be a mistress in the future. They told her not to play with her and even led others to hit her.
I went to find my daughter's homeroom teacher.
The teacher stared at me and said, "You're afraid of being called a mistress even though you are one? The original wife has come to your door, and her daughter is 8 years old. Your eldest daughter is only 6 years old. If you're not a mistress, who is?"
"It's all because you have no shame. You intruded into someone else's marriage, got pregnant, and used the child, and threatened her boyfriend to marry you. She is the one who is lonely and helpless. She is so kind to you, but I won't tolerate you."
In the past, I always adhered to the identity of a civilized person and tolerated all kinds of provocations from Laura, wanting to condemn them with morality.
However, I realized that if she had morals, she wouldn't keep coming to provoke me again and again.
I couldn't use kindness and morality to deal with her. I had to use magic to defeat magic.
After realizing this, I immediately ran into the room, took out a megaphone, and shouted to the onlookers outside, "This is my marriage certificate with my husband. I am his legal wife, not someone's mistress."
"On the other hand, some ex-girlfriends, left him when he went bankrupt and came back to fight for his property when he became successful."
The quality of the speaker was good, the sound was loud and clear, and everyone around could hear it clearly.
Laura still knelt in front of my house with her daughter. I went into the house, picked up a broom, and knocked on Laura's buttocks. She trembled and ran away with her daughter.
In the evening, my husband Eric angrily called me.