After I Left Him, He Pursued Me Again

At the celebration party, my superstar husband's first love, Julia Brown, received a playful punishment to reenact an on-screen kiss with him.

Without a moment's hesitation, my husband dove into the act, caressing and kissing with abandon.

Their vigorous movements led to an unfortunate tear in Julia's evening gown, revealing an unseemly amount of skin.

As she stood exposed, my husband shielded her in his arms amidst the roaring crowd.

I stepped onto the stage with a shawl in hand, only to be brushed aside by him.

He clung to Julia as if glued, exclaiming, "According to the plot, we should take this interaction to a deeper level!"

Maintaining my smile for the cameras, I remarked, "Sorry, soon-to-be ex, I was out of line. Hurry up and finish. I'll be waiting for you at the courthouse!

"This is live TV, mind the decorum! Two minutes enough?"

A stunned silence fell, with the crew staring at me in confusion.

My husband, Ian Adams, draped his coat over Julia, his face still filled with lingering desire.

The host laughed and commented, "Wow, the acting skills of our best actor and actress are top-notch. So dedicated! That's just acting, and someone actually took it to heart, interfering with the artistic creation!"

Unfazed by the sarcasm, I let out a scornful laugh, thrusting the camera towards Julia's face.

The hickey on her neck was glaringly obvious.

"Such convincing acting must be fueled by true feelings. They couldn't resist each other backstage either. Keep going. I'll get a close-up. It's just a man; no need to sneak around!"

Ian shielded Julia behind him.

I added, with a hint of kindness, "Julia, don't be fickle this time. Ian is now a top star; you won't be able to clean your image if you cheat again."

At the mention of her scandal, the sweetness on Julia's face froze instantly.

Ian turned sour immediately, dropping the live equipment and scolding me, "Morgan, this is normal interaction between actors. Don't stir up trouble!"

I was Ian's agent. We had been secretly married for years, with rumors spreading everywhere. His fans cursed me for not being a good match for him, saying I was clinging to his fame and hindering his career and marriage prospects.

I had never cared about the insults, risking my life to pave the way for his future.

But I was tired at that moment. I was ready to set him free.

Perhaps the fans at the scene couraged Ian.

After the event, he got into the car with Julia amidst cheers, their silhouettes entwined passionately on the car window.

Was he so immersed in his role that he didn't care about my feelings at all?

"Delusional girl is really shameless!"

I left under the curse of the fans.

Back at the cold home, I had barely sat down when I received a call for help from Ian. "Morgan! I'm in the hospital. Come quickly!"

Although I was extremely reluctant, considering his life safety, I decided to check.

But when I arrived at the hospital, I found that Ian was not injured at all.

He sat there, meticulously taking care of Julia, who also had no wounds.

Seeing me arrive, Ian didn't show me any gratitude at all.

"Julia has finally regained her popularity. Don't mess up her career. Later, you explain to the reporters that what you said earlier was nonsense. Don't ruin her pure image."

I stared at him in disbelief.

So he called me to clean up their messes.

Did the man I had made famous thought I hadn't been scolded enough? He was determined to push me in front of the netizens to vent.

But before I could refuse, a large group of reporters swarmed in.

"Julia! How are you feeling now?"

"Julia, why did you want to commit suicide?"

Julia put on a pitiful look, her voice soft and choked. "I'm sorry to have worried everyone. I didn't want to be slandered. The pressure was too much, and I was so hopeless that I..."

Ian was heartbroken and blamed himself.

He said to the reporters, "Ms. Brown has a serious concussion and needs quiet rest. This accident was all because my agent, Morgan, spread rumors and slandered her, but we have reached a settlement, and Ms. Brown has forgiven her. I hope everyone will stop embarrassing her."

I stood there, stunned by his ability to reverse the facts upside down.

"I'm telling the truth. Ian, you're lying!"

I defended myself, but no one was willing to believe me.

At this moment, the doctor suddenly appeared with the examination result. "Ms. Brown, please don't take up medical resources. You're fine."

Julia's face turned embarrassed instantly, and the media knew she was putting on a show, taking a lot of photos.

Ian took her away in a hurry.

He called a taxi for Julia and then came back to command me to take him away quickly.

I immediately honked to alert the media to Ian's location, and then I left in a hurry.

Ian came back very late that night. After taking a shower, he got into bed and hugged me from behind.

This was his signal to be intimate. He always thought that physical intimacy could resolve my grievances.

But thinking about him hugging Julia made me feel sick.

"Do you need me to contact Julia to solve your physical needs? Or do you want Julia to listen to our love?"

Ian gave up in anger, while I actually slept well all night.