Betrayed by My Bestie, Saved by the Comments

My hypoglycemia started acting up then. I hadn't eaten dinner yet since I had been working overtime. On top of that, my emotions were running high.My head began to spin, and I felt like I was on the verge of passing out. "I… I have low blood sugar. Can you give me something to eat?" I pleaded.The man rose to his feet the moment the words left my lips.My body stiffened from shock before I hurriedly shrank back against the seat.He leaned down and moved closer to me. He gripped my chin with callused fingers and forced me to look at him.My heart raced in my chest at the sudden lack of distance between us that almost felt strangely intimate.What was the man planning to do? Was he going to strip me of my clothes and take nude photos of me? Or was he going to dismember me?I clenched my fists. My entire body was shaking violently, and I didn't dare breathe too loudly."This better not be one of your schemes," the man hissed before he released my chin.I breathed a sigh of relie

The man suddenly loosened his grip around my neck.I gasped for breath as I collapsed against the seat and sputtered, "I truly have no idea who you are. I've also never been married. You've got the wrong person—"Pain lanced through my stomach before I could finish my sentence. I looked down and noticed that my skirt was suddenly stained with blood.A wave of embarrassment crashed over me. I hastily used my hands to cover up the stain, wishing that I could find a hole to crawl into."Oh wow! Her period started at the perfect time. She has such amazing luck! His heart will probably soften because of that.""I bet he won't be able to do anything to her for now. Maybe he'll even start rubbing her stomach for her!"I felt completely hopeless as I powered through the pain. The man had just been snarling at me a few seconds ago. There was no way that he would care about my well-being.He didn't say a word as he glanced at my flushed face and my hands that were gripping the hem of my s

The man suddenly pulled out a dagger and pressed it against my neck.The blade was seconds away from sinking into my flesh when another red comment flashed across my vision."I remember now! Isabelle was boasting about getting plastic surgery to look just like her best friend, Alicia Sinclair, during a party abroad. She mentioned that since she looked identical to Alicia, she would definitely be able to catch the attention of Frank Lambert, who was secretly nursing a crush on Alicia."Isabelle had always been incredibly jealous of Alicia. Eventually, that jealousy morphed into hatred, and she began scheming against her. She distanced herself from Alicia, claiming that she needed to travel abroad for treatment. In reality, she got plastic surgery to look just like Alicia."They already looked rather similar to each other. After going under the knife, Isabelle made herself look even more like Alicia with the help of makeup. She then began to deceive Frank."Frank didn't suspect a th

The next day, I jolted awake from my phone's piercing ringtone.The important project that I was leading had just entered its final stages when a court summons suddenly disrupted all my plans.Someone had filed a lawsuit against me for stealing trade secrets.Before I could even react to the lawsuit, a set of photos of "me" being intimate with an unfamiliar man was leaked online. The photos were shared by hundreds of public accounts within the span of an hour with captions that were clearly meant to slander me."A gold-digger known as Ms. S toyed with Frank Lambert's feelings. She feels incredibly remorseful over her actions."As I stared at the photos, I knew that Isabelle was the one behind them. She looked identical to me, so she could easily drag my name through the mud to leave my reputation in shambles.The backlash from the public was swift and ruthless.My car was vandalized. Red paint was splattered all across my apartment door. People pointed at me and whispered among

I had just settled down after returning to the country when someone began incessantly ringing my doorbell.When I looked through the peephole, I realized that it was my father, who I hadn't spoken to in many years, Harold Sinclair.Ever since he divorced Mom, Harold had completely ignored both of us. He had never shown even a shred of care toward me, which was why I had no doubt that he had shown up on my doorstep for Isabelle's sake.The moment I opened the door, he scrutinized me with a frown and said, "I know that you're still angry with me, but Isabelle is still your sister. You should be more tolerant toward her. She told me that you're constantly targeting her. How could you be so cruel?"I scoffed as I leaned against the doorframe. "My sister? Why didn't she consider the fact that we're sisters when she took credit for saving James, got plastic surgery to look like me to trick Frank into marrying her and giving her money, and ruined my project?""She's still young. It's per