At that time, I got furious and more emotional than Christopher. I rushed toward the journalist to scratch him in retaliation. When the journalist stood up and wanted to hit me, Christopher was swift enough to throw a kick at him as fast as lightning and send him flying.
Then, Christopher glanced at the journalist’s name tag and said coldly, “I’m going to throw a kick three times more powerful than what I did just now. Does anyone want to try it?”
Instantly, the journalists were stunned by Christopher’s imposing aura and took a few steps back. As such, we could open the car doors and leave the scene. Nonetheless, I was unwilling to leave and wanted to deal with the journalists once and for all.
Hence, I stepped forward to grab a microphone from a journalist and yelled, “Listen up. You guys want to know whether I pushed Crystal, became a homewrecker, and harmed her baby. Well, let me get this straight.”
Then, I mustered my energy and yelled, “I’m tired of all these questions. Even if I’ve become a homewrecker, does it have anything to do with you? Do you guys have to kneel before Crystal because she raised you and paid you? The judge will find me guilty if I did something wrong. However, none of you should gossip about it.”
I paused for a while and continued, “If you want to ask if I feel guilty, my answer is clear—I don’t feel guilty. I have nothing to hide or fear, for I’ve never killed anyone. Also, I did dig the graves of your deceased family members. Write whatever you want and continue making up stories, but I’ll still live my life. All the more so, I’ll live it better than all of you. Do you think mounting up public pressure through slanders will force me to back down? I was once weak and would take any humiliation. However, from now on, I’ll not be afraid of anyone anymore.”
After that, I walked closer to a camera, pointed at it, and announced, “To those who want to bring me down, scheme against me, or humiliate me, open your eyes and watch this. You can hurl all sorts of accusations at me, but I’ll not compromise nor surrender.”
A moment later, I blushed once I realized that Christopher was looking at me from the rearview mirror. I recalled I was very aggressive in front of the journalists just now, and Christopher would despise me for that. After smoothing my hair awkwardly, I asked, “Was I rude? Did I frighten you?”
However, Christopher shook his head and kept looking at me, making me feel uneasy. Once we reached the gate of our house, Christopher climbed from his driver’s seat to the back seat. The next moment, he kissed me ferociously, so much so that I almost couldn’t breathe.
When I began to feel that I was losing consciousness, Christopher let go of me and burst into laughter. “Eve, you were stunning and looked like the first time I met you thirteen years ago. I couldn’t forget you ever since.”
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