The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Otherwise, if they kept pressing, the situation would only become more dangerous.

At that moment, Stella couldn't help but be awed by the terrifying accuracy of Joshua's instincts.

The door to the emergency room finally swung open.

Joshua was still unconscious, his face pale beneath the harsh lights. Neville's eyes, usually warm and charming, flickered with a shadow of something unreadable as he glanced over.

When Joshua finally came to, the television was blaring with news coverage.

A woman's tearful voice echoed from the TV.

I'm not very talented, and I never expected to place well, but... I just didn't want to give up so easily. Even if I lost, even if I got eliminated, I wouldn't complain. But to lose like this-I really

organizers give any reason why Ms. Cameron didn't

and shook her head. "No. No one's been able to reach her, not a single person. I guess maybe I made too many mistakes in rehearsal, maybe I

no sense of sportsmanship wins first place, it's a disgrace. And now she's

was a gentle knock at the

in. "Star, can you believe Felipa is using your name for publicity? She's given interviews to every TV station, and now she's all over the internet playing the victim-saying you looked down on her during rehearsals. She's practically telling everyone

about losing

ready to rant further, but Stella

unconscious in the hospital bed,

just outside and spoke in hushed

worried. "The online backlash is getting worse. Even though I've already clarified that you were in a car accident and hurt your hand, no one believes it. They're all saying that unless you drop out of the next round, you're faking your injury.