Words such as “shameless,” “homewrecker,” “vixen,” and “a slut who ruined someone else's marriage” could be seen all over the internet.
Public opinion was one-sided, with everyone condemning Victoria.
In the eyes of outsiders, she was a sl*t who seduced a married man and destroyed a family of three, so she should be taken to task morally and suffer a guilty conscience.
At the Gezmond residence, Wendy was livid when she saw the widespread scandal on television.
She immediately contacted Rose, but the latter's phone was turned off.
Thus, she belatedly realized that she had been played a fool by the woman.
Argh! What a lunatic! Her reputation is all torn to shreds, but she wants to drag everyone down with her!
A series of emotions, including self-reproach, regret, anxiety, and the like battered her relentlessly. Verily, she wished that she could stab Rose to death.
Meanwhile, at the medical base, Bailey swiftly learned of the rumors circulating out there.
She had anticipated it, but still, she found it somewhat difficult to accept.
Ultimately, Vicky, you still pushed yourself to the point of no return. Is this your take on love? To repay the debt you owed back then, you even went as far as willingly allowing yourself to be all bruised and battered. Is that man really that important to you? Oh well, I don't have the right to judge Lionel either. Nor am I qualified to persuade Vicky to give up loving him since even I myself can't do the same. If it were so easy to stop loving someone, I wouldn't have returned when I knew full well that it was a trap.
“Don't think so much.” Artemis walked over and patted her on the shoulder.
In response, Bailey shook her head.
“I know this is Vicky's choice. She said Lionel likewise suffered untold criticism seven years ago, so it was her turn to bear the brunt of the consequences seven years later. This is probably her idea of love. Like a moth flying toward the flames, it's sorrowful and tragic.”
Taking her hand, Artemis led her toward the door. “I'm glad you're not fixating on it.”
Startled, Bailey asked with a frown, “Where are we going?”
“You wanted to see Rhonda, no? Ken has already brought her over. Let's go and meet her together.”
Bailey's hand tightened around his.
It was evident that she was trying to keep a leash on her emotions.
I've been mourning the death of my son for seven years, and that was all thanks to Rhonda!
Therefore, she was understandably hopping mad.
Wrapping an arm around her shoulder, Artemis coaxed, “Although Max was taken from your side since birth, it makes no difference since he grew up by my side.”
That simple remark calmed Bailey's roiling emotions.
Ah, he always manages to see right through me!
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