Soon, my social media account was leaked,
and many people left comments, hoping I got
burnt in a fire.
I chuckled and recorded a video.
I lay on the bed, drinking red wine, and looked
at the camera, and virtually gave my husband a toast, “Did you want to say goodbye? Let’s say goodbye here. Have a good journey, I’ll
burn a lot of money for you.”
I posted the video online.
It became viral, and there was yelling all
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Because of the sympathy for my husband, my
son, and my mother–in–law, people started a
fundraiser to help.
I recorded a video, and I said, “Please, don’t
donate anymore. They are already gone, they
can’t use the money. I’m going to take the
rest of the money, won’t you be sad?”
The people online exploded and wanted to kill
- me.
Some people said the extra money could be
used to hire someone to teach me a lesson.
I smiled, looking at everyone.
Get mad, get as mad as possible.
The angrier they are, the more angry they will
be when they know the truth.
But I didn’t expect that the people online
were so amazing, they found the hotel, and
my room.
That day, I was taking a nap. And people
broke down my door.
Then, a few men with sunglasses barged in.
They beat me to the ground.
I saw someone recording, and he yelled
loudly, “Guys, we’re going to help people
today!”
“A heart means a slap on the face,
sunglasses mean a kick. If someone pays for
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street!”
Someone really paid for a rocket.
The three men yelled excitedly, tied me up
with sheets, and pushed me out of the hotel.
Outside, there were a lot of people, with
people spitting and throwing trash.
The hotel lobby turned into a courtroom.
The security guards were standing outside
and watching.
I gave them a look that hoped they would
help, but they looked disgusted.
Fifteen minutes later, the police got everyone
to leave.
I was beaten and bruised.
The police knew who I was, and they were
disgusted, but they did their job and
protected me.
I said thank you, and I went back to the hotel.
But the staff threw my luggage, and they said,
“Sorry, you can’t stay here.”
The hotel won.
Afterward, the police got me into their car,
and they took me to the station.
They didn’t talk to me, and they hoped that
they weren’t associated with me.
After getting to the station no one talked to
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I sat on a cold chair for a few hours. Then I
took a taxi.
The police summons came quickly.
When I was sitting in the defendant’s seat, I
realized the courtroom was full.
They looked at me, they wanted to know what
my punishment would be.
The judge said that they would livestream the
event.
I thought the livestream would have
thousands of people.
First, my mother–in–law talked, saying I was
never nice to her, and she treated me like a
princess.
She cried and used her burnt hands to wipe
her tears.
Even the police officials sighed with.
sympathy.
My husband and son were hurt badly, and
they gave a video deposition.
Besides this, my neighbors came to testify.
They said that everyone was friendly and
good to me.
Someone said I was crazy, and they hoped
that they would test my mind.
The audience yelled a lot.
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The judge called for silence many times.
The judge looked at me, “Ashley, do you have
anything to say?”
I stood up, “I do, I have a lot to say. I have a
lot of truths to say.
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When I said that, I started to cry.
Chapter 2
Someone in the audience lost it and threw a
water bottle at me.
“You have the nerve to cry? Crocodile tears.”
The bailiff immediately hauled the guy out.
But as he was being dragged away, he
shouted, “Ashley, no matter what the court
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says, you’re dead to me!”
The crowd cheered.
Once it quieted down, I told the judge, “My
son, Johnny. He’s seven now.”
“But the video of my mother–in–law taking
care of me after Johnny was born, that was
ten years ago. So, tell me, where did my ten-
year–old child go?”
I saw a flicker of panic in my mother–in–law’s
eyes.
She stammered, “The baby got sick, she got
pneumonia and she died after she was born.”
I said coldly, “Is that right?”
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My first child was a girl.
Once upon a time, I thought she died from
pneumonia.
She didn’t live for very long after she was
born.
Being a new mother, and hearing that, I cried
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