CHAPTER 2

Three years later.

On the soft bed, the beautiful woman slowly opened her eyes and stretched lazily.

The aches and pains in her body were accompanied by the sound of running water in the bathroom,where a figure could be seen shifting through the frosted glass.

She stretched again and said softly, "Paige, what time is it? Why do I hurt all over?"

Her voice was soft, which could make people's hearts tickle.

The bathroom door opened with a creak, and a man burst into her line of sight.

His pectoral muscles, sexy eight-pack abs, and perfect waistline were all visible as he wore only a snow-white bath towel.

A crystal bead of water slowly descended down his neck, the ultimate in seduction.

The coldness of his face and the chill that comes from his bones make people retreat.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" Madeline frowned and questioned, frightened and hurriedly wrapped up the blanket tightly.

The man stepped forward with flirtatious look and watched her from above, "Shouldn't you ask yourself?"

His eyes were so deep that one could not see his emotions at the moment, and a strong sense of oppression poured down from him.

At those words, Madeline's mind began to race, and suddenly realization dawned on her, and she was ashamed.

This was all her fault!

Drinking was really a mistake! So she was considered cheating within marriage?!

Although after two years of marriage, she didn't even know what her husband looked like.

But their marital relationship was real, and so was that agreement.

Last night she and Paige were drinking in a bar, and when they were too drunk to drive, they got a room together upstairs.

When the room was ready, Paige went up first, while she felt sick so she went downstairs to the bathroom alone.

Then she went into the room and felt thirsty so she drank the water on the bed and lay down with the light off.

Then again she felt unwell all over.

So she must have been in the wrong room then!

"Okay, my fault, I'm willing to be responsible for you, just name a price." Madeline said.

"A price? Sure you can afford me?" The man's eyebrows were lightly raised, and his tone was as cold as ever.

This woman was funny, what did she take him for? A money boy?

"At most five hundred thousand. Even if you're a popular star, this should be enough, keep your mouth shut, okay?"

It would not do her any good to make a scene, so she chose to deal with it with money.

"Popular star? They are nothing to me." The man's eyes were sullen, his tone as cold as ever.

The phone vibrated, interrupting their conversation, and the man took it into the bathroom.

A cold voice filled her ears immediately afterwards, "In that case, let's do it."

After that, the bathroom door closed and she couldn't hear anything. Madeline shivered all over subconsciously.

What did he mean?

Did he work in gang and kill people?

He should be a leader, but it was pity that he got engaged in that circle.

She jerked up, put on her clothes and wrote down a cheque for half a million and put it on the bed.

Her eyes fell inadvertently on the gold and diamond-encrusted dressing mirror, and her delicate figure came into view.

She was a different person than she had been three years ago, with black curly hair that reached her waist, like a fairy.

Quickly coming back to her senses, she put on her heels and left at a fast pace.

The door closed and the door number came into view, "8808 ..."

Last night, Paige told her that it was Room 8809, so she had really gone to the wrong room!

But that person was weird to put a glass of water at the bedside.

Outside, the north wind was howling and the snow was covering the ground.

She rubbed her hands with the cold, and got into her red Maserati, at this time, a message popped up on her phone.

"The engagement party between Bruce Stewart, the young master of Stewart Food Group, and Leila Crawford, young lady of Crawford Properties Group, is being held at Glorious Horizon Hotel."

"There is a star-studded gathering of prominent figures from both the political and business sectors, as well as stars from the entertainment industry."

"It is reported that originally Bruce's fiancée was Madeline Crawford, but because Madeline eloped with someone else, Bruce had to get engaged to Leila."

The words that caught her eyes were like a fierce beast with its bloody mouth open, instantly pulling her back to the abyss of three years ago, and the intense hatred pulled at her heart once again.

Now that that couple had not only succeeded in slandering her, but also got engaged as they wished, they should be very excited, right?

Madeline was obviously a scum bag, yet he portrayed himself as such a great man, he was really shameless.

She could not understand why she would fall in love with such a scum.

At this time, Paige's phone call came in.

"Miss Crawford, what have you been doing early in the morning? Why didn't I see you when I opened my eyes?" Obviously Paige did not know that Madeline had not returned to their room last night.

"It's a long story, I'll tell you some other time."

"The hotlist has been arranged, you can check it out."

"Very well ..."

After hanging up the phone, Madeline tapped open the hot search list, #Bruce's betrayal# appeared at

the top with overwhelming heat.

When she clicked into the topic, she was greeted by the following news from various marketing agencies.

"Bruce's former fiancée Madeline was disliked by Bruce because she had her kidney cut to save Bruce's mother and became ugly and fat after the operation, after which Bruce had an affair with Madeline's sister Leila. Madeline disappeared for three years because she couldn't bear the shock."

There was even a recording of a phone call between Bruce and Leila, in which the two of them made

it clear what they had done to Madeline.

Netizens were outraged, accusing the scum and threatening to cyber-violence them.

"If cyber-violence is an avalanche, I'm willing to be the biggest snowflake! He is a scumbag, why does he show his deep love persona?"

"When are Madeline and Leila going to die? Can I beg the King of Hell to give them a ticket to hell?"

"I hope you two are the next ones to die in a cyber-violence! My heart goes to Madeline."

Apart from leaving messages scolding them, netizens even put up various posthumous photos they had pinned for them on social media, which read, " Bruce Stewart and Leila Crawford died in the winter of 2019."

Bruce and Leila's account was full of all kinds of obscenities.

The messages were soothing to Madeline, and the shadows brought by her memories were instantly melted away.

"Bruce, Leila, game begins ..." she said, her face instantly turned cold, and she was no different from earlier.

Just at this time Paige's phone call came in again.

"Miss Crawford, shall we reveal the news that Leila had sex with money boy every day behind Bruce's back?"

"If we do, their marriage will definitely be ruined and your sister will be notorious and will never run around again."

"Why? A scum should be with a bitch."

"Do you think it's better for him to just dump her, or is it better for him to be cuckolded and not know it?"

Madeline's tone was still soft, with the unperturbed look in her eyes.

"Of course it's better to be cuckolded and not know it!" Paige said.

"Keep it in dark first, we'll wait and see ...," Madeline added, her eyes glowing.