Rebirth In Divorce My New Mr. Perfect (by Summer Knowles) novel Chapter 755

Only then did she learn about the livestream. Replays were all over the internet—she could see her face and hear her words just by clicking any random link.

The entire internet was in an uproar, with everyone calling her a monster.

Even her mother called, not out of concern, but asking for money.

Everyone knew she had received one million and had stolen her dead colleague's hospital treatment money meant for her mother.

She was now the target of universal contempt and criticism. Her phone never stopped ringing—either people cursing at her or relatives and friends trying to borrow money.

The constant ringing had driven her to the edge of a nervous breakdown. Helplessly holding her head in her hands, she suddenly noticed her brand-new designer handbag. She grabbed it and hurled it across the room with a loud crash.

After a moment, she crawled over pathetically to pick up the bag, carefully checking for damage. Finding none, she sighed in relief.

Judy didn't dare turn on the lights. In the moonlight, she began to cry, unclear if from regret or fear—or perhaps both.

As tears streamed down her face, she heard faint sounds at her front door. She nervously approached and asked cautiously, "Who's there?"

Just then, someone kicked the door violently. She fell backward in terror, landing on the floor.

Charlotte also saw this news and could barely contain her laughter. That woman had always been extremely vicious, and finally, she was getting what she deserved.

The door opened as James walked in, looking exhausted. "I came to check on the baby."

Charlotte nodded and caught his hand as he walked past, gently caressing it. "Honey, were you busy today?"

James uncomfortably pulled his hand away. "Yes, I met with several foreign business partners today."

"Charlotte, I'm exhausted. I spent all day with business partners. I want to rest now," James said wearily.

"You just don't want to answer me. Is 'yes' or 'no' really that hard to say? It's just one word. Or are you trying to spare my feelings? Have you really fallen in love with Sarah?" she fired questions at him.

James felt increasingly irritated. He closed his eyes in frustration, and when he opened them again, they were filled with impatience. "Charlotte, just get some rest."

Charlotte could clearly sense his dismissal. This only made her more determined to get a straight answer. "James! You can't leave! Answer me—do you regret marrying me? Do you want to find Sarah? Don't think I don't know what you keep in your study!"

James's eyes narrowed, his tone displeased, “You went through my things in the study?"

Charlotte grew even more agitated. "What? Am I not allowed in your study? Are you hiding something shameful that I'm not supposed to see? Or are you afraid I'll find those photos?"