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Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 1219

Zane felt something was off. His breath caught in his throat. “!”

He fumbled for his phone, heart pounding, and checked his notifications.

No way. Clips of his conversation with Winona—some pretty damning stuff—were already blowing up online!

Zane was in shock. He could’ve sworn he’d cut off the Wi-Fi. How the hell did Winona manage to upload the videos?

The internet was a wildfire of outrage:

#Oh my god, is he for real? This is a whole new level of trash!#

#This isn't just trash, this is straight-up evil!#

#World’s Best Guy? More like World’s Biggest Jerk! I’m gonna be sick!#

#He’s reached the ultimate freeloader status—wants the whole pie and the bakery too!#

#Thank God Winona’s got nine lives, or she’d already be six feet under thanks to this scumbag! Die, loser!#

Even though Zane denied the whole kidnapping and poisoning thing in the videos, no one was buying it. The court of public opinion had already ruled: guilty as charged.

People were even digging up rumors about him and Sarah, the nurse, and Lyra.

Years of carefully crafted “good guy” image—gone in a puff of smoke.

Zane’s breathing grew ragged, his chest heaving in panic.

“Winona, are you trying to get yourself killed?!”

Winona was still filming, steady as ever. “Take a breath, Zane. The whole country’s watching right now.”

He clenched his jaw so hard he thought his teeth might crack, eyes burning red.

He wanted nothing more than to wipe that smug look off Winona’s face, but he knew there were bodyguards everywhere. He couldn’t get near her.

“You’re playing dirty. Fine—you win this round.”

Without another word, Zane spun on his heel and stormed out.

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