William immediately opened the video on his phone. The veins stood out in lits forehead, and his expression darkened in an instant.


    Samantha, noticing how grim his expression had be, walked over curiously. “What’s wrong?”


    William seemedpletely lost in his own world. His eyes looked ominous. “This can’t be. How is this possible? That video should’ve never been uploaded-”


    When Samantha saw the footage, her face turned pale. “Who posted this?”


    The video showed her and William during the early days of their affair when they’d met at the beach cabin, various times they’d seen each other since, and all their intimate moments. Everything was exposed online.


    Even the clip of Samantha visiting William and Rachel’s marital hone had surfaced.


    William slumped onto the couch and gnawed at his fingernails. It was a nervous habit of his. He frowned as he sank deep in thought.


    Comments were flooding in faster than he could read. They were all filled with curses and outrage.


    “What the hell? So Mr. Lewis was hooking up with Samantha five years ago? That means Rachel wasn’t the one who cheated. This devoted husband‘ act was all a scam!”


    “Damn. So this whole narrative was manipted from the start? He really yed us all.”


    “These two are disgusting. No wonder Williamshed out at Rachel. He probably wanted to silence her. I wouldn’t be surprised if he had something to do with her disappearance.”


    “It’s like a thriller noveling to life. Rachel probably found out about their affair and quietly wrote the divorce agreement to leave him.”


    “Then William found out, made her disappear, and used that divorce agreement to get off scot–free. This is terrifying.”


    “The man she loved for seven years turned out to be the demon who destroyed her. Someone tag the Yurelia City Police. This case needs to be reopened!”


    “Yeah, if this is true, William cannot be allowed to get away with <b>it</b><b>” </b>


    “Poor Rachel. If she really died, she must be turning in her grave.”


    “If it were me, I’de back and haunt them!”


    People were demanding the police reinvestigate William, suspecting him of criminal involvement in Rachel’s disappearance.


    It wasn’t just William under fire. Samantha’s Facebook ount was being bombarded with direct messages. Her phone buzzed non–stop. She opened her messages and saw countless insults and threats.


    They called her a homewrecker, said she’d never be able to have children, and that karma would catch up with her.


    Samantha’s hands trembled as she held her phone. Her eyes welled with tears. She turned to William, with a pitiful expression.


    “William, everyone’s calling me a mistress. They’re saying I ruined your marriage with Rachel. I–I never should’vee back. I should’ve just stayed abroad. If I hadn’t clung to you, none of this would’ve happened. You and Rachel wouldn’t have separated.


    “After all these years, there’s still no sign of her. This must be my karma.”