Kneel down and beg for forgiveness（1）

A sudden gust of wind woke Jane up a bit.

She had been too indignant just now to notice John's expression. She had spoken with so much pain and anger, with blood and tears, and her uncontrollable emotions had almost been completely exposed to him.

But he seemed to have no sympathy or compassion on his cold and handsome face.

Suddenly, he asked her if she regretted betraying him.

She stared at him in a daze, her brain struggling to understand.

He curved his lips. "If you hadn't betrayed me, Vivian Media wouldn't have targeted you from the beginning, and your reputation wouldn't have plummeted to the point where someone else could now take advantage of it and claim all the honors and achievements that should have been yours."

If she hadn't betrayed him, he wouldn't have let her suffer today's humiliation.

Everything was because of her betrayal.

Jane stepped back, her eyes trembling as she gazed at the man's incomparably handsome face.

She hadn't betrayed him, so how could she regret it?

John took a deep drag on his cigarette, staring at Jane through the smoke. All that could be seen on her pale face was disappointment, anger, and sadness, but not a hint of regret.

"Huh...this woman has fallen to such a state and still has no repentance. She's beyond redemption!"

"Go ahead and leave. Your situation was arranged by your parents, and I can do nothing about it."

Jane felt a stabbing pain in her heart. The smoke made her want to cough, but she gritted her teeth and approached John, pulling on his clothes like she did when they were kids. "Brother John, please help me."

She hunched her back, like a helpless and pitiful person.

But John remained unmoved. "Everything that happened was your own doing. Even your parents betrayed you, colluding with outsiders to take advantage of your meager value. You need to reflect on yourself and why you have failed as a person."

Her heart and chest were bleeding, and the pain was unbearable. He just kept pouring salt on her wounds.

She was already numb with pain, but she was willing to try anything to protect her music from being taken away by others, even if it meant being humble and subservient.

She knelt down in front of him, slowly moving down his thigh, and bowed her head submissively. "Mr. John, please help me."

He is the big shot in City S who can make things happen with just a word. Those marketing accounts will withdraw their articles and restore the truth once he speaks up.

With just one word from him, he could restore her honor.

"John," a lightning bolt streaked across the sky above her, and in the exploding light, she saw John's indifferent expression. Amidst the thunderous roar, he asked, "Or, you could tell me honestly, who is your adulterer?"

He remained calm and collected, paying no attention to the online fermentation.

Every minute, she would be insulted tens of thousands of times.

The three words "Help me" rolled around on her tongue, but disappeared into his indifference.

"I didn't betray you, John. You have to believe me," she said, with raindrops as big as beans beginning to fall. She looked up at him with burning eyes.

John sneered ambiguously, and at that moment, Land Butler came over holding an umbrella. "Young master, it's cold on rainy days, let's go inside."

Land Butler held the umbrella over John's head, himself getting soaked in the rain.

Without even looking at the woman kneeling on the ground, John turned and walked back.

Jane rushed forward and hugged his thigh. "John, you can't leave. You're the only one who can help me."

The rain fell harder.

Land Butler turned his head and glared at Jane with disgust, kicking her hard in the shoulder. She groaned and involuntarily loosened her grip.

John saw her fall into the mud out of the corner of his eye, and for a moment, he felt as if he was rooted to the spot.

"Young master, the rain is getting heavy, let's go," Land Butler reminded him.

He lifted his foot and walked away.

"John!" Jane shouted loudly from the ground, watching him gradually disappear into the distance. This one cry drained all her strength and emotions towards him.

But he didn't even stop walking or look back at her.

Despair surged through her mind in waves, and she really wanted to lie down and never get up again.

But her rationality told her that she couldn't, she couldn't fall down.