Chapter 951
No.1
"Someone is framing me, you have to believe me! I beg you!"
She sobbed, her voice raw with anguish and fear.
But her pleas fell on deaf ears.
After that graphic video played for everyone to see, who would believe her?
The footage was still displayed on the giant screen for all to witness.
The Victoria in that video was clearly a willing participant.
She showed no signs of being drugged at all.
And if she truly was a victim, why had she never reported it?
Why had she remained silent all this time?
No.2
Alexander coldly wrenched his hand from her grasp.
His gaze was ice. It was filled with betrayal, disgust, and utter revulsion.
Nothing she said mattered anymore.
The truth was undeniable. She had cheated on him.
Victoria's face drained of all color.
The finality in his eyes was terrifying. He was lost to her.
What could she possibly do now?
From the crowd, Adrian crossed his arms, a smug smirk on his face.
"What a spectacular mess! I wonder, cousin, is the baby Alexander's... or Harrison's?"
No.3
A collective gasp rippled through the guests.
"Victoria is pregnant?"
"No wonder they rushed this wedding!"
"So Alexander was forced to marry her because of the baby?"
"Wait, then who is the real father?"
The Whitmore family's rage intensified tenfold.
The Montgomerys had threatened them when the pregnancy was first discovered.
They had strong-armed the Whitmores into taking responsibility.
They had made it clear: if Alexander didn't comply, the Montgomery family would ruin them.
No.4
The entire wedding had been a reluctant concession, forced by the baby.
Now, it was likely the child wasn't even Alexander's!
The Whitmores were nearly tricked into accepting this shameful woman.
They almost agreed to raise another man's child!
Madam Whitmore, incensed, stormed forward and delivered another stinging slap to Victoria's face.
"You shameless, vile creature!"
"How could you do this to Alexander? How dare you force him into this?"
"I have never encountered such a filthy, deceitful woman in all my life!"
"You are not worthy of this wedding gown!"
No.5
In a blind fury, Madam Whitmore grabbed the delicate fabric of the gown.
She tore at it with all her strength, ripping it apart.
Victoria's ears rang from the force of the blows.
Twin red handprints bloomed across her cheeks.
Her beautiful, expensive wedding gown was shredded, exposing half her body.
The crowd erupted. Camera flashes exploded like relentless lightning.
Reporters scrambled, capturing every humiliating second.
Victoria's world spun, tilting into a chaotic, blurry nightmare.
Everything was crashing down. She was losing control.
No.6
Thud.
A wave of dizziness overwhelmed her.
The sheer chaos, the crushing shame, it was too much.
Victoria collapsed to the floor, unconscious.
But her fainting spell did nothing to quell Madam Whitmore's wrath.
She moved to strike the unconscious woman again.
Finally snapping out of their stupor, the Montgomerys surged forward.
Eleanor rushed to intervene, blocking the path.
"Enough! You've beaten her senseless! What more do you want?"
No.7
“We will provide a full explanation to everyone after this.”
“No, we will announce everything to the world. The entire truth!”
With that, Isabella ordered the bodyguards. “Come. Carry her out immediately.”
They placed Victoria on a white stretcher.
The once radiant Victoria, in her stunning wedding gown, now lay completely unconscious.
Her dress was torn in several places.
Isabella found a black suit jacket and draped it over her.
It looked like they were covering a corpse.
Who could have predicted this?