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Gabriella's POVMy bag dropped to the floor with a soft thud.As I crouched to pick it up, a prenatal report fluttered down to my feet. It showed that the pregnancy was 12 weeks along and that the father's name was William Harrington. Around that time, William always claimed he was busy. He would only answer my calls once a week.Once, William finally agreed to a video call, and I spotted a hickey on his neck.He immediately explained, "That's a mosquito bite. Gaby, after all these years of our long-distance relationship, have you ever seen me with anyone else?"I had believed him back then, even apologizing for being too suspicious. But now, he had become someone else's husband and was even expecting a child.The woman took the report from my hand and thanked me with a smile. When she noticed that I hadn't moved, she asked, "Are you here to see William too?"I nodded."Then let's go up together," she said. "My husband's meetings always run long."The word "husband" hit me w

Gabriella's POVWhen William got home, he found me with eyes swollen from crying. He pulled me into his arms, his expression full of concern."Gaby, I'm sorry," he said. "My dad passed away from illness back then, so I had to return to Frostmere and take over the family business. Your social status is too low, so the elders in my family would never have allowed me to marry you."I couldn't take another word. I shoved him away, tears streaming down my face. "So you married someone else? William, what did our seven years of long-distance relationship mean to you?"William looked down at me, his expression settling into calm. "Gabriella, as the head of the Harrington family, I have obligations. Alexandra and I are of the same social standing, and our marriage benefits both our families."Lexi said that as long as you behave yourself, she'd turn a blind eye and let you stay by my side."I looked up at him as tears rolled down my face.William leaned down and brushed the tears from t

Gabriella's POVAlexandra arranged for me to issue a public apology on a live broadcast at the TV station.After signing the non-disclosure agreement, I stood in front of more than a dozen cameras and numbly read the script."Hello, everyone. I'm Gabriella Bennett. Regarding the controversy I recently caused online, I would like to sincerely apologize to Ms. Alexandra Rowland and Mr. William Harrington. I fabricated the chat logs just to gain attention. Mr. Harrington and I are nothing more than former classmates."The viewer count spiked, and netizens flooded the comment section with insults, telling me to get out of Frostmere.By the time I came back to my senses, the wave of hatred had already torn through me.After the broadcast ended, Alexandra pulled out several stacks of bills and tossed them onto the floor without a second glance. The green bills drifted down like falling snow."They slipped right out of my hands. Please pick them up yourself," she said."Alexandra, you

Gabriella's POVBy the time I rushed to the hospital in Brightvale with my suitcase, Dad had already finished surgery and was out of danger.The moment I walked into the ward, more than a dozen pairs of eyes locked onto me. I had grown used to those mocking gazes during my time in Frostmere."Gaby, what were you thinking? Why couldn't you just find someone to marry instead of becoming a mistress?""Isn't it obvious? Being a rich man's mistress pays well. How else would she come up with 500,000 dollars?""What did our family do to deserve this? How did we end up with someone so shameless? You even drove your dad into the hospital!"I had already gone numb to my relatives' accusations.I looked at Mom. Her hair had turned slightly grayer. She sat at Dad's bedside, her eyes red and swollen. Her voice was hoarse, and her expression was full of resentment. "Gaby, that 500,000 dollars… did it come from…"I could never have pulled out 500,000 dollars at once with my savings, so they n

Gabriella's POVTwo weeks later, Dad was finally discharged from the hospital. We returned from Brightvale to our house in the village.Once Dad learned the truth, his anger toward me eased. He cursed William loudly, saying he wasn't worthy of being called a man.But the villagers, who had already heard more than enough rumors, had made up their minds that I was a mistress. No matter how many times I tried to explain, it changed nothing. Every time I stepped outside, people pointed at me and whispered behind my back.When I opened my social media again, I found that my account had been restored at some point without me knowing. After that, my inbox overflowed every day with endless insults.Clickbait accounts used my story as content, putting out new posts every few days. Plenty of content creators took my old videos and edited them out of context to push their own versions of the story.The labels of "liar" and "homewrecker" were permanently attached to me, with no way to shake