Chapter 36: This Is Such A Crazy Story
Within an instant, the discussions grew louder and louder. Christian stood on the side with his usual faint smile. He watched Wendy with curious and inquisitive eyes as though he wanted to know how she would deal with this.
Since Wendy had already produced the marriage certificate as proof, she planned to put an end to this matter. With her delicate face held up, she stared at the panicking Yvonne and said in a rare, contemptuous tone, "Yvonne, I did have an agreement with Michael. But let me tell you, Michael is the one who refuses to get divorced right now. I agreed to get a divorce one month ago, he’s the one who has been dragging this on and refusing to sign his name."
Wendy’s remarks caused another stir among the crowd.
"What on earth is happening here?"
"The president is not willing to divorce Wendy?"
"Then, are the rumors about him hating Wendy false? And has Yvonne been lying about her being his girlfriend? Is she the one who has been shamelessly clinging on to the president and refusing to let him go?"
"Now that I think about it, I don’t recall the president ever personally declaring Yvonne to be his girlfriend. It was always Yvonne who said that, and the president never stepped forward to clarify what she said. He often indulges her behavior, so everyone thought that Yvonne really is his girlfriend."
Yvonne shook her head desperately, still in a state of disbelief. Pointing at Wendy, she started swearing. "That’s impossible! It must be because of you, you sl*t! You must have bewitched Michael-why else would he possibly not agree to the divorce?!"
She looked at the people surrounding them and explained anxiously, "Michael loves me and only me. Three years ago, Wendy drugged Michael and climbed into his bed, leaving him with no choice but to marry her for the sake of the family’s reputation. I’ve known Michael for four years, and we’ve been together since before Wendy appeared in his life. So, Wendy is the real seductress here. She knew that Michael and I were happy together, but she still cruelly broke us up. If not for her, Michael and I would have gotten married long ago."
"Wendy Stewart, how can you be so evil?!"
Yvonne then turned around and grabbed Wendy’s shirt, shaking her despairingly.
Even though Wendy was not wearing high heels, she was still a pregnant woman. Afraid that something would happen to her child with her balance shaken, Wendy subconsciously reached out and gave Yvonne a shove.
Since Yvonne was wearing high heels, she immediately fell to the ground. A wave of pain shot through her ankle. Yvonne wailed pitifully.
"This is such a crazy story."
"Wendy drugged the president and then forced him to marry her? It’s no wonder why he hates her so much."
"l already said that there must be a reason why the president hates Wendy so much, I just didn’t expect such a big secret. If that is really what happened, then Wendy is too much. A marriage orchestrated with such despicable means fully deserves to be miserable."
"But Miss Taylor still continued to stay with the president despite knowing that he is a married man. I don’t think that is a very moral decision either."
"But it was Wendy’s fault from the beginning. If it were me, I would hate her too. The president is not just an average man; he is the richest man in the whole of Lake City. Wendy forced Yvonne into this after stealing what belonged to her."
"I think there might be further twists in this story."
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"Wendy Stewart, how dare you to push me!" Yvonne gritted her teeth angrily. She thought about getting up and attacking Wendy, only to discover how much her ankle hurt when she tried to do that.
At that moment, Yvonne was half-sprawled across the ground. The delicate makeup on her face was already smeared. Her hair was messy, and her demeanor looked ferocious.
Wendy, on the other hand, stood in front of her condescendingly. Even though she was staring at Yvonne with hatred and disgust in her eyes, they still shone with self-confidence.
Wendy lowered her head slightly, staring at the woman before her in such a sorry state. Her lips were curled into a faint smile as she said, "Yvonne Taylor, since you brought it up first, let’s talk about it. I really did love Michael. When I saw him for the first time three years ago, I fell in love at first sight. But after I found out that he had a girlfriend, I did not pursue him romantically. I had already given up on him, until that one night three years ago, when my classmate invited me to a birthday party at the Emperor hotel. I felt slightly uncomfortable after having a few drinks, and when I stepped outside for some fresh air, I saw you escorting a barely conscious Michael into a room. Feeling something was amiss, I decided to follow you guys. When I entered the room, I saw you."
"You’re lying, you’re lying!" Before Wendy could finish her story, Yvonne hollered desperately, "Don’t think that anybody will trust you just because! You’re spouting nonsense here. You are the seductress, that is the truth, and you can never change that no matter what you say."
"She’s not lying!" Zen yelled back. "I have been friends with Wendy since university, and I can verify that what she’s saying is the truth. Yvonne, why are you so paranoid to the point that you will not even let Wendy finish speaking? What are you guilty of? Are you afraid that Wendy will shatter your elegant and kindhearted image? People with ugly personalities will not change just because they wear designer clothes and look good. Your soul has always been filthy!"
"Since you’re Wendy’s friend, of course you will back her up," replied Yvonne.
Wendy smiled, and with a shake of her head, continued, "Yvonne, it was never my intention for us to reach this stage. Over the past three years, I have tolerated your behavior to no end. No matter how much you bullied me, I never fought back. But, just because l never did, that does not mean that I’m afraid of you. You made a mistake when you decided to go after Zen."
"Wendy, I’m more curious about what exactly happened three years ago. Don’t leave me hanging," Christian said, trying to raise the topic again when he saw that the conversation had started going in another direction.
"Three years ago, it was Yvonne who drugged Michael. When I followed her into the room, she knocked me out, and Michael ended up sleeping with me under the influence of the drugs. At that point, Michael was not conscious of what he was doing. Even though he reeked of alcohol, was certain that he was not just drunk. The following day, Yvonne complained about me, claiming that she had brought Michael to a room to rest since he was drunk. She then said that I was the one who knocked her out and made use of the opportunity to drug Michael and trick him into sleeping with me. Michael believed Yvonne’s story, and his hatred for me started from there. When his family members found out about what happened between us, they forced him to marry me. So, this is why Michael has always hated me."
Wendy smiled mockingly. "To be honest, Michael doesn’t have good taste. I can’t believe that he fell for a b*tch like you. Since he believed whatever you said, he did not bother investigating the truth behind the incident for himself. I did love him in the past, but I don’t anymore. I also have bad taste since I fell for a foolish man like him."
"You’re lying!" Yvonne was still trying to deny it all. "Why would I possibly drug Michael? We were already together then, and I would have gotten married to him sooner or later. There was no need for me to drug him at all."
"You’re right. That’s exactly what Michael thought too, which is why he ended up believing you" said Wendy, "Michael does not have a poor alcohol tolerance. Based on your own alcohol tolerance, do you really think that you can outdrink him? He believed you because he is stupid, but I’m not."
Christian said with great interest, "I did not know that there was such an interesting story behind your marriage. However, you’re right about my brother’s drinking. He has a high tolerance, and most people wouldn’t be able to outdrink him easily." He looked Yvonne up and down before continuing, "My brother can easily outdrink you ten times over."
The reason that Wendy was able to ascertain that Michael had been drugged that night was because he had behaved in an especially crazed manner. Even though she was just a naive, young woman then, she was not an ignorant person. She knew that drunkenness alone would not have caused him to act like that.
Unfortunately, Michael did not believe her. No matter how many times Wendy tried to explain herself, Yvonne would plant ideas in his head and make Michael believe that Wendy was lying.
In Michael’s eyes, Yvonne was as pure as moonlight.
"Things are even more exciting now that there is a new twist in the story"
"Wealthy families are filled with scandals. You rarely come across a plot like that, even in fiction."
"I no longer know who is right and who is wrong, and who to trust. This is too freaky."
"It’s not true, none of this is true, Yvonne had discovered that the situation was particularly unfavorable for her. If these people believed Wendy’s story, she would become the unscrupulous third party, someone who resorted to despicable means to frame others. The image that Yvonne had painstakingly cultivated for herself would then fall apart completely."
"Why is everyone gathered here during working hours?!" Michael’s cold and stern voice resonated through the lobby.
When the crowd saw Michael, they immediately cleared a path for him to walk through. Michael caught sight of Yvonne lying on the ground.
"Michael." When Yvonne saw Michael, she immediately started crying intensely. She wanted to get up and walk over to Michael, but her ankle was hurting so much that she found herself unable to do so. Consequently, she could only crawl slowly toward him.
Michael’s eyes flashed with disgust when he saw Yvonne like this. He did not know when it started, but Michael realized that he no longer had the same patience and tolerance for Yvonne’s behavior as he had in the past Yvonne crawled over to Michael and immediately hugged his leg. Crying, she said, "Michael, you have to help me out. Wendy pushed me in front of everyone. Look, my ankle is so swollen right now, I can’t even walk."
When Michael heard this, he swept his gaze over Wendy and asked coldly, "What happened?"
Wendy produced her torn marriage certificate and handed it to Michael. She said, "Yvonne spread rumors within the company accusing me of bullying her, and she also asked the head of the design department to make things difficult for Zen. I came here to get even with her."
Her last statement was uttered in a domineering manner. Wendy continued, "Yvonne twisted the truth and brought her personal vengeance into the workplace. I know that she is your precious darling, but since what happened today took place in front of so many people, I’m not afraid of her lying to you still. Of course, between me and you, we made an agreement that we would get divorced if I ever told outsiders about our marriage. You can pick a time to execute this agreement. As for Zen, I hope that you can resolve this impartially, Mr. Lucas."
The crowd had gone silent after Michael’s appearance. After all, the main character was here now.
Christian, on the other hand, could not help himself from adding fuel to the fire. He said, "Wendy is right. Or at least, this is what I witnessed too."
It would have been better if Christian had just remained quiet. The moment he spoke, Michael grew agitated. He paid no attention to Yvonne, who was still sitting on the ground. Instead, he stared at Wendy and said coldly, "You want to get divorced? Don’t even dream of it!"
Those simple words were so much more effective than everything Wendy had said earlier.
The president’s refusal to get divorced was enough to prove the truth behind all her words Moreover, Michael had publicly acknowledged Wendy’s status as his wife.
At this moment, everyone shifted their gazes to Yvonne. There was no sympathy left for her.
Yvonne never expected that Michael would say something so revealing to Wendy in front of so many people. She felt more shocked than anyone there. She shook her head, refusing to believe what was happening. She no longer knew that else she could say. The situation right now did not benefit her in the least bit.
"Michael.." after calling his name, Yvonne tilted her head and fell to the ground.
