He Gave Her Strawberries, Gave Me Hives (Ford and Sylvia) novel Chapter 65

In that moment, Scarlett’s heart was skewered.

When the drooling men lunged at her, she screamed, dodged, and grabbed anything she could find to fight back.

But she was no match for their strength. Tearing pain ripped through her lower body. She was raped.

When she finally escaped, her head was splitting open, she felt like she was dying.

She barely made it back to the hotel and collapsed on the bed. Before she could even dial 911, the blunt trauma in her brain knocked her

unconscious.

Meanwhile, Cormac was running around like a devoted hero, finalizing Ruby’s divorce, completely ignoring Scarlett’s existence.

Whatever strings he pulled worked. Ruby won the lawsuit and got her divorce papers immediately.

She posted a photo, snuggling up to Cormac with her divorce decree in hand, smiling sweetly.

[Finally free from the nightmare. Thank you, Dr. Wilder, for protecting me. I hope you’ll be by my side for the rest of my life.]

Not only that, she posted it all over Twitter and Instagram.

The caption was a long, twisted essay of lies.

She claimed she was a long–term victim of domestic abuse who found warmth with Cormac, while Scarlett, consumed by jealousy, repeatedly

framed her and even hired thugs to hurt her.

The internet mob, clueless as usual, went berserk.

[Dr. Wilder is so unlucky to be married to that toxic witch. He and Ruby are perfect together!]

[Scarlett is evil. Karma’s coming for her.]

[My heart breaks for Ruby. Thank god for Dr. Wilder. Hope he divorces that bitch soon!]

These comments were daggers stabbing into Scarlett’s heart.

The man she loved for ten years had become the sinner pushing her into the abyss.

But soon, none of this would matter.

Scarlett went to the hospital for a rape kit and injury report, filed a police report, and hired a lawyer to sue Cormac for divorce.

When she called Cormac to inform him, she heard the sound of ocean waves in the background.

“What do you want?” Cormac’s voice was lazy. “I’m on vacation with Ruby. She’s traumatized because of you. She needs rest.”

Ruby’s giggling floated through the phone.

“Cormac, what are you doing? Come put sunscreen on me…”

Chapter 7

Cormac’s voice turned instantly tender. “Coming”

He hung up, not bothering to listen to another word from Scarlett.

Scarlett sighed, set up her phone, and started a livestream.

“Hello everyone. I’m Scarlett Flynn. Today, I am formally accusing Ruby Reed.”

She displayed the evidence one by one: the injury report, photos of Ruby’s diary pages, proof of the Al–synthesized audio.

“Ruby Reed was my live–in maid. Instead of doing her job, she seduced my husband.”

“When she was caught, she didn’t stop. She kidnapped me, framed me, and even staged her own assault just to ruin my life.”

As the evidence dropped, the comments section exploded. Public opinion began to flip.

Watching the scrolling comments, Scarlett added softly, “I’m saying this today only to clear my name. This isn’t about anyone else.”

The second the stream ended, Cormac’s calls blew up her phone.

“Scarlett! Have you lost your mind?!” Cormac’s voice vibrated with suppressed rage. “You staged this whole thing! You refuse to repent, and now you drag this into the public eye? Are you trying to kill Ruby?!”

Scarlett closed her eyes. Her numb heart was a barren wasteland.

“I’m not killing her. She’s killing me.”

She asked Cormac softly, holding onto one last shred of hope.

“Cormac… if I told you I was raped, and that I have a malignant brain tumor that could kill me at any moment… would you believe me?”

Silence hung on the line for a moment before Cormac’s voice dropped to absolute zero.

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