
My Daughter's Ashes Box and My Divorce Certificate
Chapter 2
Eddie and I had been secretly married for seven years.
In these seven years, I had mentioned several times that I wanted to make our relationship public, but he just sneered.
"Gloria, once someone knows you're related to the Ford Group, it's gonna go bankrupt. You're just an actress."
He didn't want to.
Over time, everyone became curious as to why I claimed to be married to the outside world but was never seen with any man.
Some said I was kept by some rich businessman.
Some said they saw me in the car of some sugar daddy.
They smeared me and said I was a slut in showbiz. Eddie ignored the rumors and refused to clarify.
But now, he was tenderly coaxing Angela on the phone, keeping calling her "Baby".
Jenson reminded him that we were live, yet he just casually greeted the audience.
"Hello, everyone. I am Eddie, Angela's boyfriend.
"She's still young and might speak without thinking. If she offends you, I'm sorry. Please look out for her."
Eddie, the heir of a wealthy family, personally handled his girlfriend's interpersonal relationships.
Jenson and the guests all expressed their admiration.
After the phone call ended, the dedicated host Jenson, once again turned his attention to me.
"Gloria, Angela just vividly showed us a perfect performance of acting spoiled.
"Wanna give it a go?"
Angela heard his words.
Then she immediately handed me the phone.
"Gloria, I heard that you got married, but I didn't know who your husband was.
"You've kept it a secret for so long. It's time to introduce him to us today, right?"
She blinked and smiled complacently.
And she ought to feel that way.
She called my husband. Who should I call?
I held the phone and hesitated.
The bullet comments were all slandering me.
[Whoever keeps her only cares about her performance in bed. Or why is she in such a dilemma?]
[I heard that Gloria has given birth. She doesn't know who the father is? Or how come she can't even remember his number?]
[Everyone, calm down! Gloria is a well-known slut in showbiz. No man wants to admit that she is his wife, so it makes sense that she doesn't call him.]
Under their discussion, the entry of #No one wants Gloria quickly topped the trending topic list.
I fought so hard for today's show.
Yet it made me the so-called slut that everyone loathed once again.
I had a bad reputation in showbiz.
Every time I was cursed by netizens, Eddie would have the housekeeper turn on the signal blocker in the villa.
Today was no exception.
When Eddie entered the door, the signal jammer had been on for five hours.
He didn't see me in the living room, so he pushed open the door of the nursery, frowning.
I was already in bed with Ruth in my arms.
He frowned and said unhappily, "You can sleep without me?"
We had married for seven years, and I'd wait on the sofa every night until Eddie came back. Then I'd go to bed.
But not today.
I didn't want to face him, so I turned off all the lights and went to bed on time, cowardly protecting myself.
But Eddie wasn't used to it.
He met my eyes and put a huge gift box on the bedside.
"It's for you. Open it and take a look?"
In the past, Eddie only sent me a gift after he upset me.
Today, he gave me a gift again.
But when I looked at the box, I had no desire to open it.
He cheated on me! He really thought a gift could make me happy?
I didn't move.
Seeing that, Eddie urged, "Gloria, what do you mean? You don't like it?"
He looked gloomy as if he had put a lot of effort into the gift.
I paused for a second. Then I raised my hand and pointed at the baby diapers, baby powder, and other baby products marked on the box and looked at him, feeling a bit speechless.
"So what if I open it? Anything I can use?"
I didn't accept his charity and cried instead.
Eddie was angry in an instant.
His face turned red as he pointed at my nose and scolded, "Gloria, what's this attitude?
"You tricked me into this marriage! So, you've gotta pay!
"Besides, you can't even compare to Angela at all! Is it not normal for me to choose to be with her?
"You really think you're my wife? Dream on!"