Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 484: A House Without Family

Before the scandals erupted, Susan had been a beloved icon-a pure and flawless goddess in the hearts of the public. The TV shows and movies she starred in were adored by audiences ranging from elderly grandparents to young schoolchildren.

Even the waitress serving the dishes once held Susan in high regard. In the past, if she had seen Susan, she would have been thrilled. But now, as she watched Susan leaning into the arms of a man who was most definitely not her husband, all she felt was

disgust.

The waitress had initially thought the rumors were exaggerated. But seeing Susan now,

it was clear the news hadn't overstated anything; if anything, they had understated the

truth. After delivering the dishes, the waitress left the room, and the story quickly spread among the other staff.

"Guess who's in the private room?" the waitress asked, brimming with gossip.

"Who? Tell us!" The others leaned in eagerly.

"It's Susan! You know, the one from all those scandals recently."

"Her? I just saw a man go in there too. He didn't look like her husband."

"Exactly! I'd recognize Mr. Alvarez's face anywhere. And Susan? She's just shameless. When I went in, she was snuggled up in his arms. She just got married recently too! These celebrities are all the same-putting on a show for the public while living a completely different life in private. Actors, huh? No wonder."

"Maybe it's all a misunderstanding. What if they're discussing a contract or something? That man didn't look ordinary either."

"Please. Who discusses contracts in someone's arms? If I'd gone in a few minutes later, they'd probably be kissing. I used to think those tabloid magazines were full of lies, but now I see they were right. The entertainment industry is so messy-those so-called goddesses? Just disgusting."

I heard you can make money selling gossip to paparazzi. Should we sell

find out and

If you don't say anything and I don't say anything, how would they

her so people can see what this 'goddess' is really like.

had already straightened up from Marcos's

pain, putting on a brave front. She didn't want people to know how miserable her life truly was. She was everyone's goddess, admired

the media, portraying Hayden as romantic and their relationship as blissful. Sometimes, it was for publicity, but the stories also boosted her fame and made others envy

Marcos, living abroad, had often seen reports of their sweet moments. That was why he had never

saying you planned all of this? You deliberately let the media capture those

failure. But now, I can't keep up the act anymore. He doesn't love me. No matter

so much for

too much. I've never dared to say these things to anyone else. I

"Afraid of what?"

be happier than anyone else, even though I'm miserable. I don't even dare tell my mom much, for fear she'll worry about me. Marcos, I'm so, so tired." Her face, flushed from the alcohol, was streaked with

meeting with him. I'll talk to him for you. I can't stand seeing

He doesn't have me in his heart. Even if I died right in front of him, he

and refined, but his heart was cold and unyielding. His dislike for her was

fault. She should never have drugged him back then, leaving

Susan finished an entire bottle of red

Marcos said, noticing the untouched steak on her plate. "At

upset to eat," Susan replied. Just thinking of Hayden's cold,

When they went to settle the