The Woman From Hell

"How ridiculous. How do people have the gall to just say anything?"

"Look here, it's this user. And it's so obviously a spam account." Shannon located the rumor on the computer and clicked on the poster's information.

There was nothing in the way of information. It did not look like a spam account, but it did look like it was just newly made. It was as if it had been created just to share this information. In fact, one did not even need to guess to know who the person who posted this information was.

Shannon knew this without a doubt. She closed the page and looked at me. "The outside world seems to be focusing on Munchkin now. Why don't you keep him from school for a while?"

I shook my head at that. "He would be safer in school than at home. Cool Breeze is an enclosed school. The press also wouldn't go to a school. Munchkin would be safe there." "That's good, then. But what do you plan to do about this?"

My gaze slowly sharpened. "Spreading rumors and slandering others on the internet is illegal, no?"

Shannon gave me a thumbs-up. "Nice."

After deciding on the course of action, Shannon and I went back to work.

Come afternoon, Shannon suddenly yelled, "Wanda, hurry up and check the internet. There's more."

Dear God, could I just get some peace?

I opened the page somewhat helplessly and saw a photo of the outside of Marius' apartment.

Was it from this morning?

There was also an interview video attached on the top. I clicked on it.

"What are your views of Miss Lane and President Grant divorcing?"

"Are you and Miss Lane really living together now? Did you two get together a long time ago?"

"Someone also leaked photos of you and Miss Lane bringing that child to the cinema yesterday. Is he an illegitimate child of yours and Miss Lane's?"

As expected, the way the press

treated people truly differed based

on who they were. They were so polite to Marius but extremely rude and casual to me.

However, I was more eager about Marius' response to these difficult-to-answer questions.

I could see that he was very calm and without the slightest trace of panic. His voice was even calmer. "Rather than living together, it's better to say that I'm renting out a room to her. She just got divorced, st and as a friend, I should help her. As for the absurd rumors regarding the illegitimate child, you should att refrain from spreading them. I've only known Miss Lane for a year. How could we have a child of this age? In fact, Munchkin is the child of a good friend of Miss Lane who passed away due to dystocia. That's why she took him in. I hope everyone will stop spreading these rumors as it's considered traumatic for the child. It's not okay to be exposing a child's wounds."

Marius was no longer frivolous like a child when facing these reporters. His argument was tight, and the words came from the depths of his heart. "Do you have any romantic intentions toward Miss Lane with how you're protecting her?"

This question...

I lowered my head somewhat guiltily and heard Marius' answer the next second.

"She's the most outstanding woman I've ever met. I would like to take care of her for the rest of my life if possible."

"So, you're saying that you do have deep affections for Miss Lane, President Klein. Do you not mind that she's divorced and has children?"

"I don't because she's deserving of love."

I could no longer watch the rest of the interview.

What Marius said threw my heart for a loop.

Shannon glanced at me subtly. "I

didn't expect Marius to be so reliable during critical moments when he's© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

usually just fooling around. Not did he support you, but he also revealed his love for you publicly and earned back the dignity th you lost because of Theo. Be honest, Wanda.

Are you very moved now?"

"..."

I bit my lower lip, not knowing how to reply.

After a few minutes of silence, I found an excuse, "Yes. He just said all that to help me save face. That must be it."

While I understood his intentions, Marius shocked me with how publicly he disclosed it. I could only use this excuse with Shannon to brush it off.

"Oh, you. You keep telling yourself that." Shannon went back to her seat and said nothing else.

The interview made me restless the entire afternoon...