After My Husband's Mistress Desecrates My Mother's Grave, I Go Berserk

I looked at Yvette, my voice cold, "Yvette, I advise you to ask Matthew clearly, who I am after on earth!"

She sat on the sofa, with the posture of Matthew's wife, disdainfully said, "Who can you be?

Aren't you just a mistress who sells herself for money? Look at your slutty appearance, if it weren't for you seducing my husband, would my husband fall for you?"

She said arrogantly, "Don't you like to flirt with Matthew? Don't you like to send these flirty photos to my husband?

I'll be kind enough to let the netizens appreciate your slutty appearance! Maybe I can find more patrons for you!"

The anchors also aimed the camera at my face and shouted loudly, "Guys, a little treat for you all!"

"Give me likes if you wanna see the pictures. If it reaches 5 million likes, we'll release explicit photos of the mistress!"

"Guys, look at her delicate skin, big boobs, and the seductive face. I don't know her body count, but she must be skilled in bed!"

"If you want to see the photos, remember to give me likes"'

The live broadcast instantly went viral, with a large number of malicious people crazily spamming bullet comments.

[The anchor is so nice! The benefits are real!]

[It's not good for you to see the vulgar and explicit photos of a despicable woman. I, as an insignificant person, have to see them on behalf of everyone.]

[Where is morality? Where is the bottom line? Where are the photos?]

I warned, "I remind you that spreading indecent photos without permission is a crime."

Yvette sneered, "You are so shameless to seduce my husband. Why are you pretending to be noble in front of me?

If you have the guts to take photos, why wouldn't I dare to post them? You, a slut who has been a slut, still have a sense of shame?"

After saying that, she clicked her phone a few times, and the anchor next to her seemed to be instantly energized, with shining eyes and a mouth that kept thanking for the expensive gifts sent by the netizens.

It seemed that she had already made my private photos public in the live broadcast room.

I warned coldly, "Yvette, I warn you again. Take your people and leave my house! Otherwise, I will call the police!"

Yvette seemed to have heard a huge joke, with a face full of mockery.

"Police? So absurd. You, a despicable mistress, dare to threaten me, the legitimate wife, so arrogantly?

I think the one who should leave is you!"

She picked up a crystal ornament worth hundreds of dollars from the coffee table, and then let go of her hand. It fell to the ground with a loud "bang" and shattered all over the floor.

"You bitch need to understand that the money you spend is my husband's. The luxury house you live belongs to my husband, and everything here belongs to my husband.

I can smash whatever belongs to my husband! Alas, my husband is rich, so I can smash it for fun!"

The anchors became even more excited.

"Guys, get hyped! Today, I will take you to experience smashing the luxury house of a despicable mistress!"

In an instant, the likes and expensive gifts in the live broadcast room were flooding in, almost causing the live broadcast room to crash.

A group of women, like crazed dogs with red eyes, went mad and started smashing things in the house.