Livestream Comments Led Me to a Perfect Ending

Mabel Landry and I have been in love with each other for ten years. Our relationship has started since our school days, and we've been married for years. All in all, we're the perfect couple that everyone envies.

But I get into an accident on our tenth year anniversary.

When Mabel arrives at the hospital, she looks at me with pain and sorrow in her eyes.

"Why are you this careless, Dustin? If anything does happen to you, I might as well die!"

I'm about to console Mabel when I suddenly see two live comments streaking across my vision.

"Mabel Landry is nothing but a filthy cheater! Despite that loving facade of hers, the truth is, she's already slept with her side piece behind Dustin's back!"

"When will Dustin finally realize that Mabel has already cheated on him with someone else?"

I stared ahead blankly, thinking that I was hallucinating.

Mabel Landry touched my forehead gently. "Why are you looking at me like that? Are you still feeling sick?"

I shook my head. "I'm fine. The company is in its expansion phase now. You should return to the company first."

Mabel gave me a tender hug. "The company isn't as important as you, my darling Dusty. I'll be right here with you."

Just then, her phone buzzed with a notification, and she took it out to glance at the screen. Suddenly, her breath caught in her throat, and she looked flustered and panicked.

She then looked at me apologetically and said, "Dusty, an emergency came up at the office, and I need to go and take care of it immediately. Stay here in hospital and focus on recovering. I'll be back to see you again tonight."

After that, she got up and left eagerly without even waiting for my reply.

The comments popped out before my eyes once again.

[That so-called emergency doesn't exist. That bastard Clyde Johnson just sent her a photo of his abs, and she's on her way to have a good time!]

[Dustin Wright will definitely catch them red-handed if he goes after her right now!]

I read the comments before me and inhaled deeply. Then, I got out of bed and secretly shadowed her out of the hospital.

Mabel's car wasn't headed toward the office. Instead, she drove to Orchid Villas, an upscale residential area, and stopped there.

She knocked on one of the villa's front doors, and a large, muscular arm immediately reached out, curled itself around her shoulders, and pulled her in.

I stood rooted to the ground as if struck by lightning. It took me a while to collect myself before I shakily dialed Mabel's number.

She had set a special ringtone for me, and it never took longer than ten seconds for her to pick up every time.

However, this time, the phone rang until it disconnected on its own, and she still never picked up.

I had been with Mabel since we were 18, and this was already our tenth