Then, with a firm expression, he turned to the reporters and answered—
"Regarding the recent rumors, I will hold a separate press conference tomorrow to make a statement."
"But if anyone dares to slander my wife again, the Hoffman Group’s legal team will immediately take action and file a lawsuit."
With that, Sean tightened his arms around me, preparing to leave.
But just as I took a step forward, a sharp cry of pain came from behind.
"Ouch! My leg—it hurts so much!"
Sean instantly stiffened, his grip on me loosening. He turned, his expression filled with concern.
Then, as if suddenly remembering my presence, he looked at me apologetically.
"Marie, you go ahead first. I’ll check on Mandy."
Before I could say a word, he had already rushed over.
And just like that, the barrier protecting me was gone.
The reporters swarmed in again.
There were too many of them. In the chaos, I was shoved, my body losing balance.
I crashed to the ground.
Countless feet trampled over my hands, my legs—
Pain shot through me like a thousand needles piercing my skin. Cold sweat dripped down my forehead.
But through it all, my gaze remained locked on Sean.