Chapter 3

Viewers in the livestream fired comment after comment.

[Ugh, this woman is such a skank!]

[No wonder she refused to give up her seat. Turns out she had an abortion.]

[Poor guy… Fooled so badly by a terrible woman.]

The few elderly women I had singled out earlier seemed to find an outlet for their anger, pushing and pointing at me.

Someone, I don’t know who, even threw trash at me.

“You ungodly girl.”

“If she were my daughter, I would have strangled her already.”

Meanwhile, Felix watched coldly as the women insulted me.

Then I caught a flicker of pride in his eyes.

Felix helped Bella to her feet and began to guide her toward my seat, but Bella reflexively dodged it.

“I… I’ll still not sit,” she said weakly, her gaze fixed on the report.

She bit her lip, hesitating.

Someone muttered that I might be “contagious,” and the people around us gasped as if suddenly enlightened.

Both online and offline, people began to caution Bella.

“Be careful sitting in her seat. You might catch something.”

“Just bear with it. If you really get infected with something, it’s not worth it.”

Bella nodded thoughtfully before replying, “Thank you all for your concern. I can hold on a bit longer, it’s fine.

“After all, my immunity is low during my period, and getting infected with anything would be more trouble than it’s worth.”

I shook with fury.

“Stop spreading lies!” I shouted.

“You’re fabricating rumors about me just because I wouldn’t give you my seat!”

A flash of discomfort crossed her face.

She sneaked a glance at the livestream, and seeing her fans defending her, her confidence immediately returned.

As if to provoke me, she deliberately leaned against Felix.

“You don’t need to target me.

“The report fell out of your bag. Everyone saw it with their own eyes.”

“It’s one thing for you to be careless, but don’t slander others, Zoe,” Felix added.

“I really misjudged you. A loose woman like you doesn’t deserve to be with me.

“From now on, we’re done!”

I threw the couple band in my hand straight at his face.

“Look at you defending her. Someone might think she’s your girlfriend.

“I don’t need a man like you.”

Then I wiped the smudge from my cheek and met Bella’s triumphant gaze.

“Now you’ve got a seat, and you’re getting others to spread rumors that I’m sick. Are you doing this on purpose?

“And by the way, you keep claiming you have your period pain, yet you’re dressed so skimpily in cold autumn.”

At my words, the crowd looked around at Bella.

Her face flushed in anger.

Sure enough, some began murmuring their doubts.