Chapter 4

Rose's affair with a married man was exposed, and she instantly became the internet's public enemy.

The comment section was flooded with curses. Some even threatened to come after her.

This was clearly her own staged performance.

I returned to Alex's house. Alex was taking care of Rose, who was lying in bed.

"What right did you have to get me fired? And provide legal support to those deadbeats? Do you know I—"

Before I could finish, Alex slapped me across the face without asking any questions.

He said coldly:

"You still have the nerve to come back? Looks like you really won't cry until you see your coffin!"

"Mata, spreading rumors online wasn't enough, you even hired people to stalk and harass Rose, driving her to jump in the river. Lucky I showed up in time to save her. If anything had happened to her, ten of your lives wouldn't be enough to pay for it!"

"No! You must apologize to Rose in front of all the media!"

Hire people to harass her?

Alex had pushed me to the point where I couldn't even afford medicine. Where would I get money to hire anyone to harass her?

But whenever he was unhappy, he pushed me into desperate situations again and again!

I laughed at Alex's words.

"Then should I just die to apologize to her?"

He seemed enraged by my words.

"Even your life wouldn't be enough to repay what you owe her!"

With that, he dragged me in front of the media, ignoring my resistance.

My abdomen hit the steps. The pain made cold sweat pour from my forehead.

A flash of heartache crossed Alex's eyes, but when he glanced at the frail Rose, he stopped looking at me.

"Mata, until the truth comes out, I won't let you die!"

Fine. Before I die, I'll explain everything.

Give him and Rose a clean slate.

As soon as I appeared, media from all outlets swarmed around.

"Mata, you submitted articles to various media saying Rose is a homewrecker. Is this true?"

"Yeah! Even if you're angry, you can't pay for publicity to slander someone's reputation!"

I froze in place.

Looks like Rose had already bribed the media to turn the tables on me.

My heart was completely calm. I just wanted to explain everything clearly and never see them again.

But Alex's fingers dug into my wound, and he leaned close to my ear, saying through gritted teeth:

"Mata! Watch your mouth!"

I broke free from Alex's hand and said formally:

"Rose, I'm sorry! I deliberately hired people to market false stories online to slander you, and I hired people to stalk and harass you! It was my fault. Please be magnanimous and forgive me!"

I met Rose's gaze, but she didn't dare look me in the eye.

A reporter couldn't help but defend her.

"Do you think a few painless words of apology can make up for all the harm Rose has suffered these past days?"

"We, on behalf of the audience, demand that you kneel and kowtow in apology until Rose is satisfied!"

Rose shook her head tearfully, shrinking into Alex's arms, her voice trembling.

"I didn't seduce Alex. The person who drugged him back then wasn't me..."

Alex quickly pulled her into his embrace, his eyes full of heartache.

"Mata! You'd kneel and beg for a five-star rating, so why act high and mighty now!"

Seeing I wouldn't move, his fingers flew across his phone screen.

Then my phone buzzed. A friend sent me a high-definition video.

"Mata, look quickly. Is the woman in bed you..."

It was a video from my wedding night with Alex ten years ago. Now it portrayed me as a shameless slut who actively stripped and seduced men!

At this moment, I truly understood he was trying to drive me to my death.

I endured the humiliation and knelt down.

I smiled bitterly and swallowed the blood rising in my throat.

"Alex and I just had a business marriage. In ten years of marriage, he never loved me. The only person he's ever loved is Rose. Back then, I secretly drugged him to steal the billion-dollar deal, and I deliberately sowed discord to frame Rose..."

"Alex, are you satisfied now?"

Since he was convinced I did it, explaining further was meaningless.

For someone about to die, the truth didn't matter anymore.

I clutched my stomach and laughed wildly.

Seeing my crazed appearance, Alex roared:

"What are you laughing at? Won't you be satisfied until you've driven me to death!"

That night, lying in bed, he thought about how I'd knelt and apologized.

The laughter carried deep despair.

His heart grew even more panicked.

Just as he was about to call me to ask what was going on, he received a call from the hospital.

"Are you Mata's ex-husband? She left your number."

Alex was about to ask, but heard the other party say bluntly:

"She owes the hospital quite a bit of money for treatment. I won't refund the deposit for the targeted therapy!"