My Aries Ex

I could feel the anger building inside of me as I stood up from the couch. "How can she be this shameless?!"

I then told Ashford the entire story. He listened quietly, his expression growing darker, but his eyes on me stayed gentle and steady. "Don't worry. Leave it to me."

He was a well-known lawyer who specialized in defamation and tort law. He had seen cases a hundred times worse than this, and he was good at weaponizing evidence and law.

While I was washing up, he took the opportunity to save screenshots of every private message, edited photo, and harassment, all with clear timestamps and account IDs. Together, they formed an airtight chain of evidence.

After that, he stayed up all night organizing the lawsuit materials and writing the police report. The logic was clear, and every point was laid out neatly…

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Early next morning, we took all the evidence to the police station.

Ashford's professional statement and fully recorded evidence made the police take the case seriously, and they quickly opened an investigation.

I sent Rachel a photo of the case filing receipt through a private message.

I thought all of this would finally end, but I had underestimated Rachel's malice and her talent for manipulating public opinion. After I sent the message, Rachel did not reply. Instead, she went straight to Facebook and started a livestream.

Rachel had studied acting, and because a few low-budget web dramas she had filmed had recently started airing one after another, she had gained quite a few fans and a good reputation with casual viewers.

All her arrogance was gone in front of the camera. She wore a plain white shirt, no makeup, her eyes red, looking so miserable that anyone would feel sorry for her.

She then took the words I had used to fight back the day before, cut them out of context, and stitched them together as proof that I had lashed out because I was guilty, as she sobbed.

She said, "Marcus and I have been childhood friends for more than a decade. We grew up together. Back then, she was the one who came between us. If she had treated Marcus well, I could have blessed them even if I felt sad, but she only treated him like an ATM...

"Despite being about to get engaged, she's still clinging to my boyfriend and insulting me. Is it wrong for me to ask for an apology?"

In the livestream comments, messages like "don't cry" and "I feel so bad for her" flooded the screen.

Rachel seized the opportunity and twisted the truth even further. "When you're too kind, people take advantage of you. Now that things have come to this, I can't keep hiding it anymore!"

Her voice turned firm as she said, "Back then, Zoey was the one who betrayed Marcus first! She was seeing another man behind his back and being intimate with him. Marcus was too softhearted and covered it up for her, but she turned around and blamed him instead!"

As she spoke, she held her phone up to the camera and showed those photos in bed that were impossible to tell whether they were real or fake, then pinned accusations of cheating and seeing several men at once on me out of thin air.

Before the livestream ended, she also showed a police receipt and declared that she would use the law to protect her rights.

For a while, tags like #FeelingBadforRachel, #Vicious Ex, and #MaketheCheaterApologize quickly shot up the trending list.

I did not know how many paid accounts she had hired, but public opinion soon turned completely one-sided.

My Facebook was invaded again, and it was a hundred times worse than before.

In the livestream, Rachel had exposed not only my real name, but also my Facebook ID. Countless people swarmed in and drowned my comments and private messages with the filthiest words.

Some people even dug up my address and openly threatened me.

Out of desperation, I posted that morning's police receipt and a lawyer's statement, but no one believed me at all.

[The law is the law, and morality is morality! Even if the law can't do anything to you, we'll never let a witch like you get away with this!]

They were like madmen who had lost all restraint, freely unleashing their malice from behind the screen through the protection of anonymity on the internet.

At that moment, a strange account suddenly sent me a message. [Well? Now, do you know what I'm capable of?]