Being Pursued By Ex-husband

After leaving the karaoke, Celine and Harper went straight back to Harper's house to do their homework.

Celine had brought all her homework to Harper's house. They had previously conferred on the topic of erasing the photos.

Possibly due to their unease regarding the photos, Sasha and Shirley reached out to Harper around seven in the evening, expressing their desire to delete the images.

As Celine read the messages on Harper's phone, her heart involuntarily constricted. She glanced at Harper.

Harper soothingly stroked her forehead. “Don't be afraid. We now have their photos in our hands.”

Celine nodded, watching as Harper answered the video call from them.

Harper couldn't be bothered to engage in idle chatter with them. “Switch on the computer,” she said.

As she spoke, she walked over to her computer and opened a folder. “Here are your photos,” she added.

Upon seeing this, Sasha and Shirley followed Harper's lead by clicking open the folder on their computer where they had stored photos of Celine.

Harper turned over her shoulder to look at Celine. Gripping the mouse, she deleted the folder and subsequently emptied the recycle bin.

After doing that, she told Sasha and Shirley, “I've deleted the photos. If either of you attempts any mischief with me, bear in mind that I managed to take your photos once, and I can do it again. You'd be wise to ensure you've erased the photos as well. Otherwise, the consequences next time won't be limited to taking more pictures of you.”

When Harper said this, Sasha and Shirley had just deleted the photos.

Sasha glanced at the camera. “Delete everything.”

“Okay, that's it.”

Harper ended the video call and turned to Celine. “Cece, the pictures are gone now.”

Celine looked at Harper, her eyes slightly red. “Okay. Thank you, Harper.”

Glancing at Celine's eyes, Harper felt bad for her.

She raised her arms and embraced Celine tightly. “You're fine now. It's over. No one will bully you anymore!”

Naturally, Harper was curious about Celine's past. However, she didn't need to think twice to know that they weren't anything good.

Given that the photos had already been deleted, and Celine had transferred from Trinity Heritage Academy to Gautier High School, there was no longer any need to dwell on those unpleasant incidents.

Celine sighed softly. “I don't know what I did wrong. That day, they suddenly told me my clothes were ruined and asked me to change into fresh clothes. There was no separate bathroom in the dormitory. After I took off my clothes, they surrounded me, snatched the clothes from my hands, and threw them onto the upper bunk. Then they started taking pictures of me.”

She truly didn't know what she had done wrong. All along, she had little to do with them, even though they lived in the same dormitory. After school, she preferred to do her homework for half an hour before returning to the dormitory to take a shower. Even after evening self-study, she would stay in the classroom for an extra thirty minutes before going back.

Even though they were classmates in the same class and dormitory, they acted like a group of demons that day. They surrounded her and took out their phones to take pictures of her.

The more she resisted, the more excited they became.

She had implored everyone else, even offering money in exchange for them deleting the photos they had of her, but Sasha and Shirley refused to comply.

Using the photos, they asked her to help with cooking, fetching water, and cleaning, as well as assisting with the laundry.

Even after class, she still had to help them buy snacks from the downstairs convenience store. When they ran out of money, she would have to cover the cost for them.

Those fleeting eight months felt like an endless nightmare from which she could never escape.

No matter how much she pleaded, they were unwilling to delete the photos.

Sasha said as long as she had Celine's photos, Celine must obey her like a dog.

Before changing schools, her sole act of rebellion played out on the field of Trinity Heritage Academy. Following that incident, she harbored lasting concerns, dreading the possibility of her pictures surfacing on the school's forum or appearing on the phones of her classmates at any given moment.

Fortunately, Sasha and Shirley might have had a change of heart or were simply too scared, for they ultimately did not release those photos.

Yet, whenever she encountered them, the mere idea of them possessing her photos made Celine feel as though a sword loomed menacingly above her.

She didn't know when the sword would fall, but she knew one thing for certain—if it did fall, her death was inevitable.

At last, the sword had been taken away. She no longer had to worry about it falling and cutting her. Celine felt as if she had just escaped from a disaster.

It was Harper who had saved her.

Hearing Celine's tearful voice, Harper longed for nothing more than to teach Sasha and her clique another lesson they wouldn't forget.

They have gone too far!

“It's all in the past. Cece, it won't happen again!”

She patted Celine's back in a soothing manner.

Celine wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, feeling a bit embarrassed. “Thank you, Harper. Thank you so much.”

“If anyone ever dares to torment you in the future, rest assured, I'll stand up for you till the very end!”