Seeing my face turn purple, Charles came over and forcefully grabbed Caleb's wrist, "Mr. Wilson, Miss Patricia and I are people with a sense of shame. We wouldn't do such a dirty thing."
Caleb, caught off guard, was about to lash out in anger, but suddenly let out a scream, released me and started jumping around on the spot. I collapsed to the ground, gasping for air. Luckily, Charles was nearby, otherwise Caleb might have strangled me.
The air froze. Caleb, her emotions calm, spoke with a hint of weakness, "Everyone online is cursing Michele now. She's just a young girl, she's almost too ashamed to show her face."
I asked in a hoarse voice, "What about me? Am I just destined to be slandered by her? If I don't clarify things and really become the teacher she says has moral problems, have you thought about what I'll face?"
Caleb froze, a hint of guilt flashing in her eyes, but she remained defiant, "You're different from her. You'll take care of yourself no matter what."
I said bitterly, "Go. I won't speak up for her. Also, get the divorce certificate as soon as possible, preferably before next Tuesday."