NovelOnlineChapter 755
Only then did she learn about the livestream. Replays were all over the internet- she could see her face and hear
her words just by clicking any random link.
The entire intewas in an uproar, with everyone calling her a monster.
Even her mother called, not out of concern, but asking for money.
Everyone knew she had received one million and had stolen her dead colleague's hospital treatment money
meant for her mother.
She was now the target of universal contempt and criticism. Her phone never stopped ringing—either people
cursing at her or relatives and friends trying to borrow money.
The constant ringing had driven her to the edge of a nervous breakdown. Helplessly holding her head in her
hands, she suddenly noticed her brand-new designer handbag. She grabbed it and hurled it across the room with
a loud crash.
After a moment, she crawled over pathetically to pick up the bag, carefully checking for damage. Finding none,
she sighed in relief.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJudy didn't dare turn on the lights. In the moonlight, she began to cry, unclear if from regret or fear-or perhaps
both.
As tears streamed down her face, she heard faint sounds at her front door. She nervously approached and asked
cautiously, "Who's there?"
Just then, someone kicked the door violently. She fell backward in terror, landing on the floor.
Charlotte also saw this news and could barely contain her laughter. That woman had always been extremely
vicious, and finally, she was getting what she deserved.
The door opened as James walked in, looking exhausted. "I cto check on the baby."
Charlotte nodded and caught his hand as he walked past, gently caressing it. "Honey, were you busy today?"
James uncomfortably pulled his hand away. "Yes, | met with several foreign business partners today."
Charlotte lowered her hand in disappointment but persisted, "Could you kiss me? You haven't touchedfor so
long."
James's eyes showed no interest in her, only complete exhaustion. "Charlotte, be understanding and get some
rest. | need to sleep too."
He turned to leave, but just as he was about to step out, he heard Charlotte murmur.
"Do you still love me?"
Love?
James's heart skipped a beat. Hearing that word, the first person who cto mind was Sarah.
Coming back to his senses, he straightened his back. "Charlotte, you're my wife. Do you even need to ask that?"
Charlotte's eyes showed indescribable disappointment. "Why won't you answer me?"
"Charlotte, I'm exhausted. | spent all day with business partners. | want to rest now," James said wearily.
"You just don't want to answer me. Is 'yes' or 'no' really that hard to say? It's just one word. Or are you trying to
spare my feelings? Have you really fallen in love with Sarah?" she fired questions at him.
James felt increasingly irritated. He closed his eyes in frustration, and when he opened them again, they were
filled with impatience. "Charlotte, just get srest."
Charlotte could clearly sense his dismissal. This only made her more determined to get a straight answer.
"James! You can't leave! Answerdo you regret marrying me? Do you want to find Sarah? Don't think | don't
know what you keep in your study!"
James's eyes narrowed, his tone displeased, "You went through my things in the study?"
Charlotte grew even more agitated. "What? Am | not allowed in your study? Are you hiding something shameful
that I'm not supposed to see? Or are you afraid I'll find those photos?"
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