Scarlett's POV
The courtroom was suffocating, not because of the atmosphere, but because of 'him.' Richard stood there, rambling on and on, spilling his lame narrative to the judge. His voice grated on my last nerves as he painted himself as the heartbroken husband, his words dripping with false sincerity.
“She cheated on me, Your Honor,” he said, his voice trembling just enough to sound convincing. “And not just cheated—she announced it to the world. She flaunted her lover in front of everyone, like our marriage meant nothing.”
I leaned back in my seat, crossing my arms over my chest to keep myself from lunging across the room and throttling him. I wanted to yell, You’re the one who cheated, you bastard! But I didn’t. I couldn’t.
I refused to let him push me into airing such a humili
