My Perfect Marriage Was His Perfect Crime novel Chapter 51

His text messages, call logs, even his social media accounts.

I searched through everything but found nothing related to his ex or any other women.

The only thing I found was a message from Lena earlier in the evening:

[If you dare to treat Nat badly, I'll make sure you regret it.]

Zack's reply was: [Got it. She's my everything now.]

I lowered my gaze.

Could it be that I was just overthinking?

These past few days, Zack had been focused on work, and after finishing his shifts, he'd spend time with me, making me happy.

I had wanted him to join my family's company, so he'd have an easier job and I could help him get a high-paying position with a name attached to it.

But he said he didn't want to rely on me.

Sometimes, when I saw him working so hard,

I couldn't help but feel a pang in my heart.

I had tried to persuade him to not work so hard, but he always patted my head and said with a smile,

[Honey, your family's in much better condition than mine. I have to work hard so you can live a good life even after you leave home.]

Honestly, I was really touched.

I loved that about him.

To make things easier for him,

I took full responsibility for the wedding arrangements.

Almost everything has been handled by me alone.

Even the matter about that post was pushed to the back of my mind.

As I was swamped with work, my social media inbox exploded with private messages.

At first, I thought the video I posted a couple of days ago about the walkthrough of my new home had gone viral.

But when I opened it, I found that every single message was insulting me.

“When is the bitch going to die?”

“Is it fun to steal someone else's boyfriend?”

“You're doing just fine, huh? What about the six years someone else spent? Aren't they worth anything?”

“Seeing you makes me understand the meaning of a filthy woman.”

“So what if you're rich? Does money give you the right to ruin other people's lives?”

It was a fake account.

The only person she was following was my fiance.

Under the post where my fiance and I had a photo together, there was a comment from me.

And, of course, netizens followed suit and found it.

Within the short time I spent watching the video, my inbox exploded with hundreds more messages.

Some even found out where my new home was, threatening to “take care of” me for the sake of sisterhood.

At this point, I couldn't stay there any longer.

In a panic, I called Lena.

Soon enough, she drove to the underground parking lot of my building.

When I saw her, I couldn't hold it in anymore and broke down into tears.

Lena was also furious after watching the post.

She sat in the car and cursed out loud.

But suddenly, she froze.