“My child doesn’t need someone like you. Divorce it is. See you in court!”
I found it almost funny. Martin clearly had no idea that I already knew everything he’d been hiding from me. So, I said nothing else.
In the meantime, I settled the company’s affairs and started preparing for the court hearing. After the media frenzy that day, our story spread even further online. I became the villain, while Martin was painted as the poor, gentle husband.
People claimed that I had had several abortions for my lover and spent all my family’s money on him. Others said the car accident had damaged my mind. The insults were endless to the point where my parents even threatened to cut ties with me.
“You’ve gone too far, Sophia! I’ll declare that I never have a daughter like you from today onwards!” my father yelled.
“Look at what you’ve done! You’ve brought shame to this family. I can’t even acknowledge you anymore!”
Despite facing all of that, I kept my silence. I only appeared in court three days later. On the day of the trial, the courtroom was packed. Friends, relatives and even online strangers had come to see me humiliated.