?Chapter 1138:


    “I thought he was just putting on a show, but damn, he’s really climbing.”


    “Eh, this is nothing. It’s only day one—the easy round. It’s only going to get worse from here.”


    “If he actually pulls this off for nine straight days, I’ll give him props. But seriously… is King out for blood and has something personal against Brendon—”


    Before the guy could finish, someone nearby mped a hand over his mouth. “Shut up, man! Talking reckless about King like that? You want to be the next Brendon?”


    “Come on, it’s not that deep. I was just specting.”<fnad19> Latest content published on find?novel</fnad19>


    “Use your brain! Whether running your mouth costs you something depends on the one you’re talking about.”


    Meanwhile, the live chat online was going nuts. People couldn’t stopmenting, most of them praising Brendon’s loyalty and how deeply he loved his wife. Some were swooning hard.


    “I didn’t know men like this still existed. If I could marry someone like him, I’d be set for life.”


    “Brendon’s such a man! If only I was his wife… but too bad, he married—”


    “Girl, wake up! That man’s already got an ex-wife, and his current one can have an affair! Don’t get blinded!”


    The moment that online user spoke up, the moderators wasted no time cklisting him and banning him from the livestream. The paidmentators in the chat quickly spun the story, twisting the narrative until it leaned in Brendon’s favor. They repeated the tired old tale—that Brendon and Ynda had been together for years, nearly married, and that it was his family who had forced him into marrying Christina.


    Furious at being silenced and banned, the user shot back by posting a video calling them out. But the clip was throttled and barely drew attention.


    Soon, the livestream returned to its polished calm, overflowing with praise for Brendon’s devotion to his wife.


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    At Bayview Estates:


    “I’ve had enough of these brainlessizens! They swallow every word they hear. You’re the real victim here, and still they’re running their mouths, saying ‘the unloved one is the other woman’!” Davina snapped, mming her coffee cup against the table as her eyes rolled with fury.


    “Don’t waste your peace on their nonsense. Ignore it, or you’ll only torture yourself. Even the worst sort of people collect fans—it’s nothing new,” Christina said softly, her tone calm and soothing.


    “You’re right. My health is mine to protect, and it’s not worth ruining it over this,” Davina muttered, lifting her cup again and taking a slow sip, her posture easing into rxation.


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