It was none other than her previous roommate, Abigail.
Abigail held Ingrid’s hand, which was cold as ice. “Ingy, why have you lost so much weight? I heard that you need to take proper care of yourself after a miscarriage, or it could lead to health issues long term. You really should…”
When Ingrid heard the word “miscarriage,” her eyes turned sharp. “How dare you say that I had a miscarriage?”
Abigail was stunned.
Ingrid continued, “You’re the one who miscarried! I’m fine! There’s nothing wrong with me!”
“Ingy, you…”
“Are you here to mock me? Not a chance!” Ingrid sat up abruptly, her demeanor aggressive. “Do you think that anyone can step on me now that I’m at my lowest?
“Abigail, spare me your pitiful act. Do you think I didn’t know that you were jealous that I found a rich boyfriend back when we were roommates?
“Let me tell you, even though I’m suffering, I’m still better off than you! I might be in hospital now, but you could never dream of having the things I’ve once enjoyed in your entire life!”
Abigail looked dazed. She didn’t know what Ingrid was ranting about.
Then, Ingrid sneered, “You’re not here to visit me out of concern. You just want to use me to get into elite society, right? We’re both the same, so stop pretending to be nice. I can smell the stench of pretentiousness from you a mile away!”
“You—” Abigail’s face flushed with anger. “You’re just unbelievable! How ridiculous! I came here to visit you out of kindness, and this is how you treat me?”
Initially, Abigail had planned to advise Ingrid to apply for readmission to college while she still could. Although her dreams of marrying into wealth were gone, she could at least rely on her education. After graduation, Ingrid could find a job to support herself without much issue.
But now it seemed that her concerns were unnecessary. Ingrid had long been blinded by riches and wealth. She had fallen into the pit of wanting fame and fortune with no way out.
No, Ingrid didn’t even want to get out. She was determined to die in this pit.
Abigail stood up. “Our friendship ends here. Since we’re not on the same path, there’s no need to continue our friendship. If we meet again, let’s act like we’re strangers.”
“Hah, who wants to have a connection with you? Who wants to be your friend? Get lost! Get out of my sight!” Ingrid screamed at her retreating figure.
Abigail didn’t even look back.
After yelling, Ingrid collapsed onto the bed, gasping for air. She answered the call, “Hans, why haven’t you come to see me?”
“Brat, who’s that?” A sharp woman’s voice came from the other end of the phone, accompanied by the sound of shuffling cards on a table. Ingrid was stunned when she heard the voice.
“Hey, are you listening? Brat, are you acting like you’re deaf now?”
“Mom…” Ingrid whispered, her lips trembling.
“My luck’s been terrible lately. Send me some money, will you?”
“I just gave you five grand last time!”
“Five thousand is nothing. It’s barely enough for a few rounds! Hurry up, don’t make me miss my game.”
Ingrid took a deep breath. “I don’t have any money.”
“Oh, acting poor now, are we? Your brother told me that you bought him the newest iPhone recently. That cost almost ten thousand dollars, right? Now you’re telling me you don’t have any money?”
“Mom, I really don’t…” Ingrid felt like all her strength was drained at that moment.
“Bullshit! Don’t think that I’m unaware about that rich guy you’re seeing in Jandersville. Chump change that fell through his fingers would be enough to set our family up for life. And now you’re telling me you have no money? Do you think now that you’ve grown up, you can be independent and abandon us?”
Lana Lynch spat through the phone, “Let me tell you, no way in hell! I spent all that money sending you to college in Jandersville. Did you forget your roots in just a few years? Believe me, I can easily drag you back down just the same way I set you up for success!”