But ever since Melina returned to the country, she had almost completely replaced me.
I had just come out of surgery, but was left standing there as a punishment. Clearly, I was worth less than Melina’s fake tears.
This was the eighteenth time he had abandoned me for her.
I was done swallowing my pride.
As the anesthesia fully wore off, my legs gave out, and I collapsed onto the floor.
Gritting my teeth, I called my father. “Dad, I need some people tonight. Send me two doctors as well.”
Since he refused to deal with Melina, I would handle them myself.
That night, with my father’s backing, I uploaded all the evidence reporting Melina to the internet.
Cedric might be able to suppress things behind the scenes, but public opinion was beyond his control.
I was lying in my hospital bed when the ward door was kicked open.
Melina stormed in, fury written all over her face. “Yvonne, you bitch! What nonsense did you post online?!”
With Cedric absent, she didn’t even bother pretending anymore.
I gave a subtle look to the people behind me.
Fortunately, my father’s men had arrived quickly, and they were sharp. One glance was all it took.
Tacitly, several of them rushed forward and restrained Melina.