Uncovering My Wife's Secrets

Abigail Barton felt as if she had been struck by lightning. As was if someone had filled her feet with lead, and she could not move. She stared at the black screen, not daring to blink. Her heart was thumping like a drum. She felt nervous, scared, and deep fear. She was afraid of seeing her face on the big screen. After another round of humming, the big screen returned to normal.

Alas, what she most dreaded to come, appeared.

As soon as the big screen returned to normal, the female lead on the screen was undoubtedly Abigail. Abigail’s face turned ashen. She felt as if her entire world had collapsed. She felt the world collapsing. Julian Parks was too ruthless! It was horrifying! She immediately looked at the male lead in the video.

It was pixelated. However, she appeared with no alteration or concealation; it was apparent she was the person on the screen! She wanted to rush backstage again, unplug the system, and stop everything there. However, her legs could not move at all.

It was fear!

It was anger!

It was regrets!

At the scene, countless men looked at her with teasing, playful, and ambiguous gazes. Some even stuck out their tongues at her suggestively, as if they wanted to ask her out. Countless women pointed and cursed. “Oh my god, this is too intense!”

“That’s how it’s like in a small place. Even if she’s a rich young lady, she’s no different from a prostitute. How cheap.” “It’s so disgusting. Urgh, I’m throwing up.” “The Parks family has really disgraced themselves this time.”

Alexander Parks’ face was as cold as ice. This was definitely the most embarrassing moment in his life. He glanced coldly at Abigail, clenched his fists, and walked towards the exit of the venue. He couldn’t stay there any longer. He was already thinking of a way to deal with the aftermath.

The man in the video was pixelated. His only way to protect himself was publicly declaring that his video with Abigail had been posted.

As for Abigail’s photos with other men, she was in serious relationships and had taken nude pictures with her boyfriends then but had no physical contact with them.

left,

to talk to anyone with everyone pointing fingers and looking at

Alexander the truth. She had to

She chased after

was about to get

door, stepped into the car with his long legs, and started the car Abigail rushed over, and she immediately wanted to open the

the driver’s side. Alexander’s expression was cold. Abigail’s face was filled with anxiety as she continued to hit the car window.

the car. She quickly retreated and staggered a few steps before

come out. She chastised, ‘My son is unfortunate to be with

“Mom…”

you planning to stand here and continue to embarrass yourself? Get in the car!” Layla

told her to get in the car, Abigail immediately got

a little grateful to Layla. Even though she

pulled a long face and drove. Abigail did not dare to make a sound. She could only

and explained, “Mom,

retorted, “Technological synthesis? Do you think I’m an idiot? I’ve lived longer than you. Do you dare to say that you didn’t have a boyfriend before Alexander? You’ve never been horny

her head and said, “I did have a boyfriend called Benjamin Quigley. I

you’re not at fault?” “I’m not saying that I’m in the right.” You still dare to talk back at me?” Layla looked over unhappily. “I’m not

Alexander. She would instead marry Benjamin and be Mrs. Quigley. Although

a sentence and you reply ten sentences, aren’t you

ancient times, it would be the norm to beat someone like you who doesn’t have any upbringing and dares to talk back to