My husband insisted that I wear high heels at the company’s annual meeting despite being pregnant. He compared me to his female secretary with a look of disdain. "Can’t you learn from Lucille? She’s eight months pregnant and still comes to work in full makeup, handling her tasks efficiently. If you don’t wear them, don’t go. I’ll be embarrassed!" He even tried to give the high heels to his secretary and take her as his date. Left with no choice, I forced myself to wear them. However, on the balcony, the secretary tripped me, spilling red wine all over me. Limping, I found my husband, only for him to sneer, "Tripping on flat ground? How clumsy!" Furious and pale with anger, I turned to leave. Someone urged him to chase after me, but he only got angrier. "How bad could it be? She’s so timid—she can’t survive without me! Just wait. When the event’s over, she’ll definitely be waiting in the car to drive me home." Alas, he was wrong. I turned and went straight to the hospital for an abortion.
View MoreLucille Russell’s death was ultimately ruled an accident.With the case closed, Shawn was released without charges, but thanks to the evidence of his infidelity, I managed to win the majority of our marital assets, including all of his shares in the company.On the day when the divorce was finalized completely, he showed up late, looking like a stray dog. He didn’t say a word and just signed his name.Then, he said, "Imelda, everything you took from me—I’ll take it all back one day."But I felt free. For the first time, I gave him a pleasant smile."I’ll be waiting."Not long after, I heard that he had lost everything in a failed investment. Even his last home was repossessed. He was left with nothing.At that moment, I was hosting a press conference, announcing the company’s new name: Lowe Corporation.Ironically, Lucille’s livestream scandal had given the company an unexpected surge in popularity. Ever since the ownership transfer, public support for our business had skyrocke
Overnight, Shawn Sutherland and his company’s name skyrocketed to the top of trending searches. He became the scumbag and murderer on everyone's lips, utterly ruined beyond redemption.Every single project under his company came to a screeching halt. His entire empire collapsed in an instant.The police took him in for questioning, and by the time he emerged the next morning, he was visibly thinner. His sharp arrogance from before had vanished completely.Just as he stumbled out of the station, he received news that the company had changed ownership.The company was originally founded by both of us. Shawn held the majority of shares while I had a smaller portion, with the rest owned by technical investors. With the company in turmoil, those investors, terrified of losing everything, wasted no time selling off their shares the moment a buyer appeared.That buyer was me. In an instant, I became the largest shareholder and the new president of the company.I didn’t hesitate for a se
Lucille was live-streaming her own death. She stood on the rooftop, wrapped in a striking rose-red gown, her frail body shivering violently under the biting wind.Facing the entire world, she screamed, "You all forced me into this! You want me dead!"The comment section exploded with messages scrolling at lightning speed:[Quit acting. If you’ve got the guts, then just jump.][Typical attention-seeking move. Seen this a million times before.][You did something disgusting and now you want to guilt-trip everyone? You must be insane.]Lucille’s feet crept closer and closer to the edge.A sudden gust of wind blew through—She slipped.For a terrifying moment, it looked like she was about to plunge straight down, but she managed to steady herself although her face had gone completely pale with fear.Just as she hesitated, wondering whether she should truly jump, Shawn finally arrived. His face was dark, his voice cold as he yelled, "Lucille, are you out of your mind?! Get down fr
At last, the world around me fell silent.I lay back on the bed and unlocked my phone.My brother's messages had been pushed to the bottom.[Why do you need these surveillance videos?][Did something happen between you and Shawn? I’ve told you before—he’s not someone you can trust! If you’re done playing around, come home already. Do you really think our family can’t afford to take care of you? Why must you waste your time with that man?]I quickly sent him a few stickers to shut him up.Then, I opened the 100GB worth of surveillance footage he had sent me. One by one, I meticulously examined each clip until finally, I found it—the moment Lucille pushed me.It was just a small corner of the footage, but combined with her boastful social media posts, it was more than enough.Once I had organized all the evidence, I compressed the files and logged into my long-abandoned work email.Subject line: [Evidence]Then, I hit send.In the blink of an eye, Lucille’s deception—all her p
With the IV drip in place, only Shawn and I remained in the hospital room. He stood beside the bed, his anger barely contained."Imelda, are you insane? Why did you abort our child?" He trembled with rage, his fury nearly exploding. "If this was just your way of punishing me, then congratulations! You won! You completely pissed me off! Are you not afraid that I'll throw you out for this?"His bloodshot eyes burned with resentment, but when he looked at me, I was completely calm."Shawn Sutherland," I said, my voice chillingly even, "Tell me, if I hadn’t gotten an abortion that day, when do you think the baby would have died? Would it have been when Lucille pushed me down, and I was rushed to the hospital, bleeding?"Or when I was thrown out in the freezing cold, collapsing at your doorstep, begging you to let me in?"Or just now, when Lucille shoved me down the stairs, leaving me battered and bruised?"With every word I spoke, the color drained from Shawn’s face, until he collaps
Shawn’s anxious voice pulled me out of my nightmare."Imelda? Imelda?"Seeing my eyes flutter open, he let out a deep breath of relief. As if he had just recovered something precious, he held me tightly in his arms, his voice hoarse. "You idiot. It’s not like you don’t have money. Why didn’t you just check into a hotel? And now look at you, running a fever…"His voice was filled with distress as he bent down, preparing to carry me on his back."Is the baby okay? Let’s get you checked at the hospital… Be good, don’t be mad anymore, alright? I was just angry yesterday, that’s all…"I rested my head on his shoulder, not saying a word.With her pregnant belly, Lucille quickly got up. "Mr. Sutherland, I’ll come with you! I can help somehow!"Shawn didn’t refuse, carrying me toward the elevator, but who would’ve thought that it would be under maintenance? The only option was to take the stairs.Twelve flights down.Shawn hesitated for only a second before rushing down the stairs wit
That shirt—I was the one who gave it to Shawn.Back then, we were still struggling. He had to attend business events, but he didn’t even own a single branded shirt. So I survived on plain bread and instant noodles for a whole month just to buy it for him as a birthday gift.My eyes burned red. "Shawn, that was my birthday gift to you!"Lucille looked utterly aggrieved. "I’m so sorry… My belly is just too big. I couldn’t find anything to wear, so I… I’ll leave now. I didn’t mean to intrude."However, Shawn grabbed her wrist. "It’s late, and you’re pregnant. Why would you leave?"The concern he had for me was completely gone. All that remained was impatience."It’s just an old shirt. Do you really have to make such a big deal out of it? And to think I was worried about you earlier. You don’t even realize you’re in the wrong."Right… just an old shirt.To Shawn, I was nothing more than an old shirt now, wasn’t I?I let out a pained laugh and lunged forward, grabbing the edge of t
The surgery was over. The child I had fought so hard to conceive had once again left me. I sat there, lost in thought.Pressing a hand against my now-flat stomach, my phone suddenly rang loudly. It was already past midnight. Shawn was calling."Where the hell are you? Did you die somewhere? Do you not realize that Lucille and I both drank tonight? She’s barely dressed, and she’s about to give birth soon! If she catches a cold because you didn’t take her home right away, what are you going to do about it?"I clutched my still-damp gown, the dull ache in my lower abdomen making my speech sluggish."I’m at the hospital."There was a long silence on the other end.Then, Lucille’s panicked voice came through, "The hospital? Shawn… could your wife have really gone there to get an abortion because of me? I’m so sorry! This is all my fault! I’ll get out of the car now. I never meant to come between you two…""What are you so afraid of?" Shawn suddenly let out a sharp, mocking laugh. "Do
The cold wind blew, and the red wine Lucille spilled on my gown seeped into my skin, chilling me to the bone.Judgmental gazes followed me as I left the event hall, but not a single person stepped forward to help.Then, a sharp pain twisted through my abdomen, turning my face pale. I couldn’t help but crouch down as warm liquid trickled down my thighs. Reaching out, I pleaded, "Can someone… help me?"Unfortunately, everyone backed away."Don’t get involved. Leo just defended her once, and it pissed Shawn off.""If you ask me, Imelda really isn’t good enough for Shawn. She’s as fat as a pig—no wonder he doesn’t want her.""And she’s got a nasty attitude. She spilled wine all over Lucille earlier and didn’t even apologize!"Not far away, Lucille Russell gasped in surprise, "Shawn, your wife doesn’t look well…""This is all my fault," she sniffled pitifully. "I was so focused on discussing work with you that I forgot to keep my distance, and that upset her…"Full of sympathy, Sha
The cold wind blew, and the red wine Lucille spilled on my gown seeped into my skin, chilling me to the bone.Judgmental gazes followed me as I left the event hall, but not a single person stepped forward to help.Then, a sharp pain twisted through my abdomen, turning my face pale. I couldn’t help but crouch down as warm liquid trickled down my thighs. Reaching out, I pleaded, "Can someone… help me?"Unfortunately, everyone backed away."Don’t get involved. Leo just defended her once, and it pissed Shawn off.""If you ask me, Imelda really isn’t good enough for Shawn. She’s as fat as a pig—no wonder he doesn’t want her.""And she’s got a nasty attitude. She spilled wine all over Lucille earlier and didn’t even apologize!"Not far away, Lucille Russell gasped in surprise, "Shawn, your wife doesn’t look well…""This is all my fault," she sniffled pitifully. "I was so focused on discussing work with you that I forgot to keep my distance, and that upset her…"Full of sympathy, Sha...
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