On the Other Side of Red Dust, He Is No More

I was so stupid back then. In order to marry the person I loved and give birth to what I thought was the fruit of my love, I even gave up the Ivy League University that I had always dreamed of.

Now the gossip photos only show my blurred profile, and the biggest suspicious point is the torn dress.

As long as I don't admit that it was Alexander who tore it, who can do anything to me?

Victoria looked at me calmly and became a little uncertain:

"Are you serious that nothing happened between me and my brother?"

I shook my head calmly.

"What do you want to happen to us?"

Victoria was immediately furious:

"You're dreaming! Then explain to me why you and my brother were in the same hotel? Why did my brother have so many red marks on his body? How did your dress get torn?"

Victoria still has some brains, but not much.

I glanced at Alexander who was walking over and shrugged.

"It was my birthday last night. Isn't it normal for me to get drunk and sleep in a hotel? Isn't it normal for me to get so excited about getting admitted to the Ivy League university that I got drunk and cut my dress to pieces?"

"As for why Uncle also slept in that hotel, you have to ask him! How would I know about his affairs?"

"Besides, there are a lot of mosquitoes in the summer, so it's not surprising to get some bites on your body. Auntie, why do you always think about such messy things? You should watch less pornographic garbage!"

"Uncle, do you think I'm right?"

Alexander, who was cueed by me, put his hands in his pockets, and his eyes, like deep pools, were brewing a deeper meaning that I could not understand.

"Brother, is what she said true? Why do I feel like your wounds don't look like mosquito bites?"

Victoria poked at the red mark on Alexander's neck, trying to find evidence that I had had an affair with her brother.

Alexander pointed at the five fingerprints on my face and asked Victoria:

"You hit him?"

Since Alexander usually favors me, Victoria looked embarrassed:

"I'm just worried that she won't understand. Who made her cause you to be hotly discussed and laughed at?"

"If she really eats you up and runs away, where will the face of my Vance family be? I'm giving her a shot of prevention!"

Alexander said with a cold face:

"Victoria, where is your upbringing as the daughter of the Vance family? I'm punishing you by not letting you go out for three days!"

By deciding to stay away from the Vance family, I no longer had to please Victoria.

I thought Alexander would definitely cooperate with me to clear myself of this matter, so I couldn't help but sneer at Victoria:

"Auntie, do you think Uncle is someone I can bully?"

"I don't have any tools to commit the crime. If this really happens, I don't know who will bully whom..."

Unexpectedly, Alexander touched the bite mark and suddenly said:

"You didn't?"

His pointed words made my eyebrows twitch.

It wasn't me who drugged him, nor was it me who pushed him down. Now I'm trying my best to distance myself from the matter, but he's refusing to cooperate.

"Uncle, you are joking. I wouldn't dare bully you even if I had a hundred guts!"

Thinking about everything my daughter and I went through in my previous life, I just wanted to get away from Alexander as soon as possible.

Victoria's suspicious eyes switched between me and Alexander:

"There's something wrong with you two!"

Alexander and I denied it in unison:

"No!"

There was a flash of surprise in Alexander's eyes, but then he calmed down.

I limped away.

Alexander grabbed my arm and said:

"Go to the hospital!"

The tone of voice was full of unwillingness to refuse.

I was so burned by his sudden touch that I immediately pulled my hand away.

"Don't touch me!"

Alexander picked me up by the waist in front of Victoria's shocked gaze.

I couldn't struggle, so I slapped him in the face.

Alexander got slapped, but instead of getting angry he smiled.