Chapter 5

Adam collected the tragic stories about me from high school and posted them online under the guise of a "high school classmate."

The hashtag #TalentedDancerBulliedInHighSchool stayed on the trending list for two whole days, and meanwhile, my Weibo followers increased by a million.

Do people only get attention when they're pitiful enough?

These days, Sophia received many invitations from brands. She eagerly accepted them all, taking me to countless company meetings.

"Can you show the injury? It would be more eye-catching that way."

"Mr. Lin, please try to look more in pain."

After experiencing the amputation of both legs and the betrayal of my love, my emotions had already become numb.

After finishing a commercial shoot, Sophia went to collect the payment, excited.

The photographer from earlier came over and asked me, "Were you really assaulted by a man?"

He stared at my lower body with a lecherous gaze.

I quickly moved my wheelchair away, but he reached out and followed closely, "Why are you running? Now, with just one word from me, your wife would be more than happy to send you to my bed!"

I knew artists could be eccentric, but I didn't expect him to be so blatant.

"Don't touch me, get away!"

The photographer's expression turned vicious as he grabbed my collar and threw me to the ground, "You crippled freak, I'm doing you a favor by taking an interest in you!"

I crawled on the ground like an insect at his feet.

Without my legs, I had no right to stand up.

He left, cursing. I struggled to support myself on the floor, trying to get up.

At that moment, a pair of long legs came into view.

Adam looked down at me from above, "If I were you, I would have jumped off a building long ago."

I ignored him, finally managing to reach for my wheelchair to stand up.

Adam suddenly kicked the wheelchair hard.

"Sorry, my foot slipped."

Without support, I fell heavily to the ground again.

I had no strength left and could only lie there. At that moment, I wished I had died in that avalanche.

Sophia returned happily with the payment, and seeing my pitiful state, she gently helped me back into the wheelchair.

She carefully adjusted my collar, "Oh my, I was only gone for a few minutes!"

Passersby praised her for her attentiveness.

But when no one was around, Sophia's smile turned vicious and poisonous.

"Adam, if you hurt him, what are we going to use to make money?"

A wave of nausea rose in my throat, and I couldn't help but retch.

Sophia put me in the car and then wrapped her arms around Adam's, ready for their date.

Watching their retreating figures, my desire for death suddenly vanished.

Enjoying yourselves with the money I earned? If I were gone, what would you do?

I calmly took out my phone and called my lawyer friend, "Mr. Johnson, I need a certificate for the assets of the studio, and a notarization of my mother's inheritance. Please help me handle this."

As my fame grew, I didn't sign with a management company but hired a few people to run a small studio.

Sophia was a nominal employee. Once the assets were certified, she wouldn't get a penny.

I took the opportunity to overhaul the studio staff, firing Sophia's confidants.

She hadn't heard the news yet, probably busy enjoying herself with Adam.

Soon, Mr. Johnson had the paperwork ready.

When I maneuvered my wheelchair into the office, Sophia was sitting disheveled on the desk.

Adam lifted his face from her chest and gave me a challenging smile, "Oh, here comes our cash cow."

Sophia asked what I was doing here. I silently took out the agreement, "Sign it."

She hooked her arms around Adam's neck and planted a kiss, "Look how eager he is, can't wait to marry me."

Indeed, six months ago, Noah couldn't wait to marry her and bring her home.

But now, things had come to this point. The deep love was a lie.

Better to make a clean break and part ways amicably.

Sophia picked up the agreement and flipped it open to read. Then she looked up in disbelief, "What do you mean by this?!"

"Let's separate, Sophia."

"I'll give you a portion of the assets from these years. Let's not see each other again in the future."