Chapter 367: A String of Lies
Emily's face turned incredibly ugly. Although she had anticipated that Ivy would publicly humiliate her during the tea ceremony, she did not expect it to be this humiliating.
As it turned out, Ivy never intended for Alexander to have a concubine. Not a single word she said earlier was true.
"Ivy, you wretched woman, dare to play me like this!" Emily reached out to hit Ivy.
Alexander grabbed Emily's arm and forcefully threw her away, his expression turning furious. Foster sternly warned, "If you dare lay a finger on my wife, I will destroy your entire family!"
"Alexander! Is this really how you're going to treat me?" Emily gritted her teeth and howled, "Fine, since you're determined to be irresponsible, don't blame me for being impolite!"
Facing the cameras, Emily accused Alexander of his misdeeds.
"I'm telling all of you that Alexander is nothing more than a scumbag. When I supported him into the private room, he was fully sober and even called out my name. He said to me:
'Sasha, why didn't you come to me earlier? If you had come earlier, you would be the bride today.'
This woman Ivy is just unruly. I told her not to work, but she insisted on doing so. And on the second day of our marriage, she wants to work. She doesn't even acknowledge my existence. I regret marrying her.
I comforted him, saying, 'Alexander, you two have already had the wedding. Things have turned out this way, so don't dwell on these trivial matters. Be more accommodating to each other, and life can still go on as usual.'
Alexander said, 'It's not the same. This woman is too stubborn. I can't control her. Sasha, you are the best—obedient, well-behaved, loving, and so considerate.'
I replied, 'But things have already come to this; what's the use of regretting it now?'
Alexander said, 'I have a way. As long as we turn this situation into a done deal, Ivy will voluntarily give up this wedding.'
Saying that, Alexander threw himself onto me, forcefully kissed me, and repeatedly professed his love. He even said he would spend the rest of his life pampering me. If it were any other woman, they wouldn't be able to resist such a confession, right?"
Emily narrated the story vividly, making it sound like it had truly happened.
Everyone looked at Alexander simultaneously, their expressions strange.
Ivy's gaze was fixated on Alexander, hoping to find some truth in his eyes.
Alexander clenched his fists, his face unusually ugly.
He never expected Emily to be so malicious. If it weren't for the presence of the media, he would have beaten her to near death!
His teeth slightly clenched, Foster's voice turned icy as he said, "Emily, if you dare spout nonsense again, don't blame me for being impolite!"
"After doing all this, you still won't allow others to speak?" Emily showed no fear, hands on her waist, and said, "Alexander, you kissed me all over, leaving red marks everywhere. You even ripped my underwear. I have all the evidence with me. Are you still not admitting to it? Do you believe that I will expose this evidence?"
"Next, I will show you?"
Does Emily want to undress in the lobby?
Alexander's cold eyes shouted, "Where are the hotel security? Throw this lunatic out!"
"Who dares?" Emily directly jumped on the stage and said to everyone holding their phones, "What I just said is all true. Let me tell you, Alexander is just a unreliable womanizer. When he touched me, he wasn't drunk at all. If you don't believe me, look at him now, completely sober, not a hint of drunkenness."
Everyone looked at Alexander again, indeed he showed no signs of being drunk.
But when Emily supported Alexander into the private room, he was clearly completely drunk, staggering and swaying as he walked.
Could it be that Alexander's previous drunkenness was all an act?
Log in with Google Account
Chapters
Favorite
Settings
