She Sent Them to Hell

Melanie woke up to the sharp smell of disinfectant.

The first thing she saw was Mathew looking somewhat haggard.

"You're finally awake." Mathew's voice trembled slightly as he pulled her into his arms with emotion.

"Melanie, you have no idea how close I came to losing you forever." His words tumbled out messily and his eyes grew moist.

"It was Rosalyn, I saw her with my own eyes," she said in a hoarse voice.

"I know, I believe you." Mentioning the people who hurt Melanie made Mathew's tone turn vicious. "Don't worry, I'll make everyone who harmed you pay."

Seeing his complete unwavering trust warmed Melanie's heart.

It was the second time since her mother's death that she felt truly valued and trusted.

After the surge of emotion passed, she remembered the most important thing. "Did you get the evidence from the Dawson Group?"

Mathew shook his head. "The Dawson Group's system security is too tight, my people are still trying to crack it."

Melanie took a deep breath and spoke slowly. "One week from now is Rosalyn's celebration banquet, the whole company will be there. That will be the perfect opportunity."

She would give the two of them a grand gift.

For several days Ethan did not see Melanie at all.

"Ethan, Melanie hasn't come to work these past few days, isn't she just throwing a tantrum with you?"

Ethan felt a flash of irritation at the words. How dare Melanie throw a tantrum at him? It seemed he had spoiled Melanie too much over the years. This time he would deliberately ignore her for a few days.

Until the celebration banquet one week later.

Rosalyn had specially chosen the latest high-end custom gown, applied the most exquisite makeup and stood arm in arm with Ethan, basking in everyone's praise and compliments with a smug smile.

But Ethan's mind was elsewhere.

His eyes scanned the room again and again, yet he still could not find Melanie.

A strange uneasiness rose in his chest. "Where's Melanie?"

Rosalyn's eyes flashed with quick hatred before she put on a wronged expression. "Does Melanie really not want to see me? Ethan, since she dislikes me so much, maybe I should just leave."

Ethan felt a flicker of something odd but he still comforted her. "No need, once I get the marriage certificate with her in a couple of days, I'll have her resign and stay home. She won't be able to bully you anymore."

Ethan patted the back of Rosalyn's hand to reassure her. "I think I've indulged her too much. Whether she shows up or not, today is your day. Just ignore her."

Only then did Rosalyn smile brightly. "Ethan, I heard everyone prepared a congratulatory video for me, let's watch it together."

Ethan nodded absentmindedly.

The next second the big screen lit up.

But what appeared on the screen was not the employees' congratulations. Instead it showed two naked bodies entangled together.

Moans of passion filled the entire banquet hall.

A smug gleam flashed in Rosalyn's eyes but her face showed exaggerated shock as she pretended to console. "Ethan, I believe Melanie would never do anything to betray you, this must be a misunderstanding."

But before she could finish the camera zoomed in revealing the two faces clearly.

It was Rosalyn and Ethan.

The room erupted in an instant.

Rosalyn's face turned deathly pale and her whole body trembled.

Ethan's expression darkened. "Turn it off, shut it down now, no one is allowed to spread what happened today. Where's Melanie? Tell her to come see me."

Ethan was convinced Melanie was behind it all.

"Mr. Dawson, Melanie has already resigned, you personally signed the resignation letter." The assistant beside him spoke cautiously.

Ethan froze. "How is that possible?"

At that moment Rosalyn ran out crying. Ethan felt irritated but still chased after her.

Just as he stepped out he ran into Leyla. "Ethan, Melanie is getting married today, can I borrow your sports car?"

Ethan stopped dead in his tracks. "Who is getting married?"

"Melanie, your secretary of course, with Mathew Fuller. What, you didn't get an invitation?" Leyla waved the invitation in her hand.

Mathew Fuller?

His longtime rival Mathew Fuller?

Ethan could not believe it. He snatched the invitation.

On it was clearly written: Bride: Melanie Gilbert.

"No, this is impossible." Ethan staggered, almost unable to stand.

Melanie had always been gentle, obedient and loved him with her whole heart. How could she…

An unprecedented panic surged in his heart. He rushed out like a madman, jumped into his car and sped off.

He floored the accelerator all the way, running more than a dozen red lights until he reached the church.

At that moment Melanie stood on the stage in her wedding gown, about to answer the priest's vows.

The church doors burst open with a bang. Ethan stood there, eyes bloodshot. "Melanie, you can't marry him"