He Cheated With Sister-In-Law, I Fought Back

Chapter 4

Bodyguards set up seven or eight cameras, all their lenses trained dead on me.

A greasy middle-aged man rubbed his grubby palms together, his calloused fingers roaming slow and lewd over my bare skin.

"Get the hell off me! Bernard, if you dare touch me, I'll leave you completely broke, with nothing to your name!"

He snorted coldly, tapping one lazy finger against the tabletop again and again.

"A threat? Clara, what do you even have to threaten me with? Your parents are off working on that top-secret research project of theirs. They won't be back for at least two or three years. What's more, to seal your engagement to my family, the Woods family signed over every single one of their projects to the Uriel family for a full fifty years. If you wanna try and threaten me? You'd better cross your fingers for a better shot in your next life!"

He stared down at me with contempt, then spun to face the other men in the room, his voice ice-cold.

"Hurry up and get it done. Ten thousand per shot!"

Five or six middle-aged men scrambled over each other to pile onto my bed, shoving one another out of the way to get first dibs.

Blinding camera flashes bleached my face stark white, and shrill, leering whistles drilled straight into my ears.

"Bernard, doesn't this angle make her look even sluttier?"

"Quit putting on that virgin act! Your body's already begging for it, isn't it!?"

Rough, calloused hands groped at my most private areas. I didn't even have the strength to squirm, could do nothing but let tears splash down my face.

When I finally woke up, every muscle in my body ached like lead, and I couldn't even hold my torso straight.

Aunty Beatrice was hunched over the edge of my bed, sobbing and slapping her own face over and over, her words coming out in choked sobs.

"It's my fault, it's all my fault! Why wasn't I home that day? This is all my fault!"

I dragged in a ragged deep breath, forced every last ounce of strength I had left into lifting my hand to wrap around her wrist, my voice barely a whisper.

"Aunty Beatrice, I'm fine. Purity... it's the most useless thing in the world anyway."

"Miss...." she clamped both hands over her mouth to muffle her wailing, so she wouldn't break down completely.

I lifted my trembling hand again, stretching out toward where I'd left my phone on the nightstand.

Aunty Beatrice saw what I was doing and immediately grabbed it up, pressing it into my palm.

I forced my foggy, throbbing head to stay clear enough, and dialed that man's number.

"Seven days from now. I'll hand you the top spot on a silver platter."

Bernard, didn't you say all the Woods family's life's work was in their hands now?

Fine. Then I'm going to take the entire Uriel family for myself.

That same day, photos of me half-naked, exposed for the whole world to see, were uploaded to every major website across the internet.

The Uriel family fanned the flames, colluding with top internet influencers to drag my name through the mud, screaming that I'd cheated on my husband right in the family home and had no shame left.

Endless vitriol flooded every corner of the internet. Harassing phone calls blew up my line nonstop.

A: [Nice body. How much for a night?]

"B: [What's your address? You got room for another guy there?]

In her latest interview, Elena wore a pale, helpless, heartbroken expression.

"I caught Clara cheating a while back, that's why she's been scheming this whole time to frame me...

"Of course, this is partly my fault. If I'd stopped her sooner, maybe this terrible mess never would have happened..."

With just a few hollow, casual words, she nailed my guilt to the wall and wiped her own hands completely clean of any involvement.

Elena pressed a hand to her chest, sobbing so hard she could barely catch her breath as she spoke.

"But what did I do to deserve this? My baby doesn't even have a father, and now they're calling him an illegitimate child to smear me!"

This whole pathetic pity party whipped every reporter in the room into a furious rage, and every single one of them turned on me, spitting cruel insults.

A: [That's straight-up the pot calling the kettle black! She cheats nonstop and then smears a single mom. What a rotten, evil piece of work!]

B: [Disgusting! One bad apple ruins the whole bunch!]

C: [The Uriel family is highly respected in society after all. I wonder how they're gonna deal with their cheating daughter-in-law.]