At that time, I got furious and more emotional than Christopher. I rushed toward the journalist to scratch him in retaliation. When the journalist stood up and wanted to hit me, Christopher was swift enough to throw a kick at him as fast as lightning and send him flying.

 

Then, Christopher glanced at the journalist’s name tag and said coldly, “I’m going to throw a kick three times more powerful than what I did just now. Does anyone want to try it?”

 

and took a few steps back. As such, we could open the car doors

I stepped forward to grab a microphone from a journalist and yelled, “Listen up. You guys want to know whether I pushed Crystal, became a homewrecker, and harmed her baby. Well, let

guys have to kneel before Crystal because she raised you and paid you? The judge will find me guilty if I did something wrong. However, none of you should gossip

for I’ve never killed anyone. Also, I did dig the graves of your deceased family members. Write whatever you want and continue making up stories, but I’ll still live my life. All the more so, I’ll live it better than all of you. Do you think mounting up public pressure through slanders will force me

I walked closer to a camera, pointed at it, and announced, “To those who want to bring me down, scheme against me, or humiliate me, open your eyes and watch this. You can hurl all sorts of accusations at me,

slid down my face as I was too emotional. However, I continued while emphasizing every word, “I’m

 

I flung the microphone away and leaned against Christopher’s chest. I flashed him a smile and said, “Chris, let’s

and held my arms as I got into the car. After we left, the journalists were still rooted to the ground and staring at us. I saw that they began to disperse when our

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