"You've kept it a secret for so long. It's time to introduce him to us today, right?"
She blinked and smiled complacently.
And she ought to feel that way.
She called my husband. Who should I call?
I held the phone and hesitated.
The bullet comments were all slandering me.
[Whoever keeps her only cares about her performance in bed. Or why is she in such a dilemma?]
[I heard that Gloria has given birth. She doesn't know who the father is? Or how come she can't even remember his number?]
[Everyone, calm down! Gloria is a well-known slut in showbiz. No man wants to admit that she is his wife, so it makes sense that she doesn't call him.]
Under their discussion, the entry of #No one wants Gloria quickly topped the trending topic list.
I fought so hard for today's show.
Yet it made me the so-called slut that everyone loathed once again.
I had a bad reputation in showbiz.
Every time I was cursed by netizens, Eddie would have the housekeeper turn on the signal blocker in the villa.
Today was no exception.
When Eddie entered the door, the signal jammer had been on for five hours.
He didn't see me in the living room, so he pushed open the door of the nursery, frowning.