Chapter 3

The murmurs grew louder.

Scarlett froze for a moment.

She obviously recognized her own wedding suite.

In that instant, the expression on her face stiffened.

She whipped her head around, her eyes practically bulging out of her head, glaring fiercely at me.

"You actually snuck into our wedding suite to seduce Daniel when I wasn't home?"

"That's our bed! The bed I'm supposed to use when I get married!"

Scarlett's voice cracked with extreme rage, becoming shrill and piercing.

"How could you be so trashy?!"

"Messing around on someone else's wedding bed? Aren't you afraid of what karma will bring you?!"

In her twisted victim narrative, everything became my premeditated scheme.

The guests in the hall were swayed.

"Oh my god, how utterly shameless is that?"

"Women like her are terrifying; seriously, you gotta watch out for your friends!"

Suddenly, a figure rushed out from the main table.

It was Mrs. Davies, Daniel's mother, who had always been so kind to me.

She rushed up to me and slapped me across the face.

My head snapped to the side, my ears rang, and my cheek stung with a fiery pain.

"I treated you like my own flesh and blood! How could you betray me by sleeping with my son?!"

She pointed a trembling finger at my nose.

"Are you that desperate for male attention?"

"You've utterly disappointed me! Get out! I'll pretend I never took care of you!"

I covered my stinging cheek, looking at her eyes filled with disappointment, and my heart ached so much I couldn't breathe.

When I was little and bullied, she was the one who held my hand and helped me get justice.

I had always depended on her.

But now, even she didn't believe me.

I opened my mouth, wanting to explain.

But looking at Scarlett's enraged face, at Mrs. Davies's disappointed eyes, and at Daniel, who was still trying to act invisible in the corner...

I suddenly felt that explanations were pointless.

This family is completely hopeless.

Scarlett's triumph in her eyes grew stronger when she saw me get hit.

She frantically dragged the video's progress bar.

"Serves you right!"

"This bitch totally deserves it!"

"Don't worry, everyone, I'm going to show you her face!"

"I'm going to let everyone see how utterly shameless her expression is on my bed!"

The mouse clicked loudly.

The images on the screen flashed rapidly.

It was all wild intertwining of two naked bodies, sweat flying.

But precisely because of the camera angle, only the woman's back or a side profile obscured by hair was visible.

No frontal view.

The more Scarlett searched, the more agitated she became, fine beads of sweat appearing on her forehead.

She frantically rummaged through that folder.

"Why is it all backs?!"

"Daniel, that incompetent idiot, couldn't even manage to film a proper frontal shot?!"

She cursed as she clicked on the third video.

The screen image jumped.

This time, it was inside a car.

A cramped space, a shaking camera, wild moans and muffled grunts...

Through the car window, the blur of passing streetlights was visible.

It was the back seat of Daniel's unmistakable black SUV.

Everyone recognized it.

Scarlett's eyes grew even redder.

"Car sex? Wow, Cassidy, you really get around, don't you?"

"You usually act so detached and sophisticated at the office, but you like this kind of kink?"

I ignored her humiliation.

While everyone's attention was on the big screen, I secretly pulled out my own phone.

This was my last chance.

And my final ultimatum to Daniel.