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."

to paparazzi. Should we sell this story?" one of them

find out and complain about

and I don't say anything, how would they know? Besides, paparazzi are always

can see

already straightened up from Marcos's arms. Marcos

life truly was. She was everyone's goddess, admired for her status and family background. If anyone found out how

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

their sweet moments. That was why he had never confessed his feelings for

all of this? You deliberately

Susan admitted. "I didn't want people to know my marriage was a failure. But now, I can't keep up the

so much for him? Are you crazy?" Marcos couldn't believe how

not crazy or foolish. I just love him too much. I've never

"Afraid of what?"

I pretend to 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,

me arrange a meeting with him. I'll talk to him for you. I can't

heart. Even if I died right in front of him, he

knew Hayden too well. On the surface, he seemed gentle and refined, but his heart was cold and unyielding. His dislike for her was as deep and unwavering as his love

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

drunk." Susan finished an

You're drunk," Marcos said, noticing the untouched

Just thinking of Hayden's cold, indifferent expression

late, Marcos suggested they leave. When they went to settle the bill, the waitress cast suspicious glances