When they arrived at the court, Darica was awakened and she groggily checked her surroundings. Seeing the number of people standing outside the court shouting her name and not in a good way, she couldn't help but shudder.
What did she do overnight for people to hate her that much?
As she was taken out of the bus, thankfully, these protestors were out of the fence, so they couldn't touch her no matter what. She looked at them with a desolate expression.
She had never wronged anyone, and she didn't even know who they were, and yet they were so free to come and tarnish her name further. How could people be so evil?
"There she is!"
"Unfilial daughter!"
"Go to hell, Ruth!"
"We believed you, but now we feel disgusted!"
"Give her a harsher sentence!"
Men and women were clamoring and shouting as they wanted, and hearing them, Darica felt like a fool.
