Chapter 4
Only the mall’s cleaning lady came over to help me.
She was clearly swayed by Lucy’s accusations and looked at me with disdain. Still, she was
the only person in the entire crowd who tried to intervene.
Enough is enough! The girl is pregnant, and you’re all ganging up on her. Even if you think you’re justified, this isn’t right!”
“What are you talking about?”
Lucy turned her wrath onto the janitor.
“How dare you defend the mistress? Look at you–dressed in rags, probably a mistress yourself back in the day, beaten and battered! Hahaha…”
“Watch your mouth!” The janitor’s face turned red with anger. “You’re the one spreading lies. Why are you so worked up if it’s not true?”
“Lies? If it wasn’t for all the rumors, why would you be so defensive? Why are you sticking up for her?”
The cleaning lady was frustrated. Seeing she couldn’t get through to them, she reluctantly turned and walked away.
Meanwhile, Lucy’s friends were thrilled, noticing that the live broadcast viewership had soared to eighty thousand and the popularity had shot up to the city’s top ten.
Lucy grabbed her phone and, seeing the buzz, smugly addressed the live stream audience.
“I’m going to do exactly what I promised–punish this mistress severely!”
She smirked and yanked on my collar, tearing it open despite my weak attempts to resist.
Her group of tough–looking friends grinned maliciously, each one getting more excited as they moved in to strip me, while the crowd cheered.
“Strip her! Get her naked for everyone to see!”
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Shattered Promes
Chapter 1
“Strip her naked so everyone can see what this so–called mistress is like!”
“Let her embarrass herself in front of the whole city! Let’s see if she dares to seduce men
again!”
The scene was electric with the excitement of thousands watching the live broadcast, and
Lucy reveled in the chaos, convinced she was a hero of justice.
“I want to see what makes you so irresistible to Jack,” she taunted.
Two of Lucy’s accomplices held my hands tightly, while Lucy yanked my collar so hard that
it tore open, exposing my chest.
My pregnancy had made my breasts larger, and the crowd gasped in shock.
“Wow!”
“So big! She looks so slim in clothes, but without them, she’s all curves. Look at how soft and
tender she is.”
“Not bad
“Not bad. This woman’s got some energy.”
People started taking photos, some men even snapping pictures of my exposed chest.
I struggled and writhed in pain, which only seemed to excite them more.
“I’m not a mistress; I’m Jack’s wife. We’ve been married for eight years! I have a marriage license to prove it!”
I was sobbing uncontrollably.
The crowd remained indifferent to my pleas, more interested in the spectacle than the truth.
But Lucy was even angrier. Her face contorted with rage, her eyes locked on my exposed body as she screamed.
“How dare you lie! You deceitful woman, you’re nothing but a mistress! Do you really think. you’re fooling anyone?”
Shattered Promises
