At that moment, the nightmare I had buried in my memory came back with full force. My whole body trembled as I sat frozen. Suddenly, a crowd of reporters came running in with their cameras. Countless flashes shone straight at my face.
“Mrs. Atwood, we heard that five years ago, you went to the hospital due to having too many partners, which caused your kidneys and uterus to be removed. Do you feel you are suffering the results of your own actions?”
“Mrs. Atwood, your mother started Lovett Group to support women being independent and respectful. But your appearance in this video is the complete opposite of her beliefs. Aren’t you afraid she passed away with sadness?”
“Mrs. Atwood, do you still have the courage to face Mr. Atwood and your son? If I were you, I would have ended my life already. A woman like you isn’t worthy of being a wife or mother!”
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As they shouted, many people ran at me and pushed me down.
Someone even pulled up my shirt, exposing the scar on my stomach.
“Oh no, how disgusting. Look at that ugly scar!”
“Hurry, take a photo. Everyone needs to see what happens when you don’t respect yourself!”
Shame covered my whole body. I clutched my clothes tightly and gasped in pain.