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Social media platforms were now buzzing with criticism of Linda, accusing her of being ungrateful and disregarding family ties.
As long as it wasn't anything related to William, Linda didn't care much. She just didn't want to be associated with him.
After having her breakfast, Chloe grabbed her bag and prepared to leave. "Linda, I'm off to work. I have a meeting with a client at noon." "Okay. Be safe."
"Don't worry. My black belt in taekwondo isn't just for show."
Linda smiled and watched her leave the room.
By mid-morning, the internet had unearthed many things Linda had done for William in the past.
Of course, with Joanne fanning the flames behind the scenes, the facts were twisted. Linda was portrayed as a homewrecker who had used the Felix family's power to interfere in William and Ida's relationship.
"Damn! I heard about Mr. Wilson and Linda before. I thought it was a mutual love."
"In this world, mutual love is rare. Back then, the Felix family could indeed make Mr. Wilson submit." "Suddenly, I feel bad for Ida. A good woman wasted so much time because of Linda's interference."
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"You can't judge a book by its cover. She's deceived you all with her good looks."
It was the same narrative over and over. It was obvious to Linda that this was Joanne's doing.
She didn't take it to heart. They could call her a homewrecker or whatever they wanted since it didn't matter to her. It was all in the past, anyway.
When the situation reached its peak, she would take action.
Just as Linda was about to log off social media and focus on work, William posted something on his
personal account.
The gossip-loving netizens received another surprise.
William said, "There is no homewrecker. In the past, I was blinded by my foolishness. It had nothing to do
with her."
Linda found this post funny and ironic. Had he regained his memory or discovered the truth about the past?
Before she could think further, her phone rang. The call was from an unknown number, but she knew it was William calling. Chapter 22
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She answered the call at the last second.
"Have you seen it?" William's voice was hoarse, as if he had been up all night.
Linda laughed and asked, "Mr. Wilson, why bother? At this point, your clarification is useless."
She wouldn't be touched, only amused.
"I remember everything now," he said softly.
Linda replied nonchalantly, "So what? Should I forgive you because you remember? Or should we start
over?"
Sorry, she couldn't do either. She could never start again with him.
"I know. I just want you.... to be happier."
Linda sighed. "I thought I made things clear. Mr. Wilson, I'll be happy if you don't bother me."
"Linda, I know I misunderstood you about many things back then, including my mother's kidnapping...
"Mr. Wilson, are you here to apologize because you found out I wasn't the one behind it?" Linda shut her laptop and went to her closet. "If it's an apology, save your breath."