That night, I planned to stay at a hotel. But to my shock, all my bank accounts were frozen. I suddenly remembered that all these years, I had handed over every bit of my earnings to Martin, leaving almost nothing for myself.
For so many years, I had worked day and night for our little family. I thought that after all our years together, we would finally have a happy home. But I realized it was all a lie. Actually, I had been alone from the very beginning.
Eventually, I ended up borrowing some money from a friend to check into a hotel. When I opened my phone, I saw that someone had secretly recorded our argument the day before and uploaded it online. It was already trending.
The comments were full of insults. Some people even threatened to ruin my life.
[She’s divorcing her husband just because he helped babysit a neighbor’s child? What kind of woman does that?]
[She’s clearly cheating! Now she’s pretending to be the victim … How shameless!]
Public opinion spread quickly. Even the hotel staff looked at me with disgust. When I turned on my computer, a stabbing pain filled my chest.