The next day, ude had a finance news interview scheduled, and bright and early, Kate brought over a makeup artist. "ude, today''s finance news segment is crucial for you. Having a makeup artist can pep up your appearance."


    I saw ude''s face darken with displeasure, but he agreed.


    Makeup or not, ude was naturally handsome, and putting on his sses added a touch of schrly cunning to his allure.


    I hadn''t anticipated the interview would once again thrust me into the limelight. As I sat beside ude, watching the host interview ude about his impable performance in business, a pursuit of perfection that seemed almost too intense. "Mr. Hart, I''ve heard you have a spouse?"


    I felt ude stiffen at the question. I was curious about what he would reveal to the public about me.


    "Yes," ude admitted.


    Instinctively, I nced down at Kate, searching her face for any emotion and wondering if she was not bothered by her beloved man acknowledging someone else as his spouse on national television.


    The host asked, "We''ve heard some tension between you and your spouse."


    Just as ude was about to respond, surveince footage of me threatening to jump off the roof and threatening him sshed across the screen. Those videos were from our home. I wondered how the media got hold of them.


    I looked at Kate, who seemed panicked, trying to stop the footage from ying. But it was a live national broadcast. There was no stopping it. Everyone saw the dramatic scenes of me threatening to end it all. Looking back at those images just made me realize how foolish I had been.


    "Oh my, the renowned Mr. Hart, to be married to someone like this."N?velDrama.Org owns this text.


    "Exactly, it''s such a letdown, dragging down a sessfulwyer."


    "Rumor has it she''s been bar-hopping, refusing toe home these past few days."


    "This woman is just not worthy of Mr. Hart."


    Because of ude''s stunningly beautiful yet infuriating face and sessful career, everyone sided with him, condemning me. "Enough!" ude stood up, straightened his jacket, and dered, "The TV station can expect awsuit from my attorney."


    He stormed off the stage, and I felt my spirit dragged along..


    I knew his anger stemmed from the fact that I had be a blemish in his perfect career, publicly exposed, tarnishing his reputation.


    Kate hurried after him. "ude, I just found out that Lydia from the family had sold the surveince footage to the TV station. She did it for a hefty sum, raising the station''s ratings in the process."


    Lydia? The only person in the house who had been kind to me. She fed me andforted me during my lowest moments. How could she


    betray me for money? Yet, who set


    Kate showed ude the bank transfer records revealing Lydia''s substantial payout, I realized people would do anything for their benefit.


    Lydia got kicked out when we got home. She left crying, iming innocence.


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    be grateful, treating ude like, royalty instead of causing drama. They used me of taking someone else''s ce, of moral ckmail to get into ude''s bed. They wished death upon me. They said I''d be better off dead.


    I found a barrage of vile words on ude''s tablet. After skimming through thements, ude smashed the tablet in anger.


    A whole day passed, and the people ude had sent out had no news of me.