"If you feel satisfied, please type and send 1. If you want us to beat her up harder, type and send 2."

The people in Alice's live stream room were almost as crazy as her. They had no bottom line.

[How could a mistress be so arrogant? Good job, Alice!]

[People like her don't deserve to be mothers!]

[Punishing her is not enough! Get rid of the bastard she's carrying!]

Under the instigation of the bullet comments, the crowd kicked me harder in the stomach.

I curled up in the corner, desperately protecting my belly, begging them.

"You can hit me and humiliate me however you want.

"Please spare my unborn child."

My pleas only brought about intensified humiliation and torture.

My hair was all pulled out, blood flowing down my scalp.

They brought urine from the bathroom and poured it all over me.

I was tortured to the brink of death, curled up in the corner, glaring at Alice.

Alice sneered, "Well, well. You seem unconvinced.

"Drag this bitch out and let everyone see her."

4

Alice called a few people over, who held my arms and dragged me out.

Outside the door, thousands of fans blocked the street.

There were also live-streaming TV station reporters, holding various devices and filming me non-stop.

Terrified, I shouted, "What do you want to do?"

Alice looked at me with a smug smile, and then she shouted at the top of her lungs, "Everyone, look! This mistress seduced my husband while I was away.

"She's the mistress, and she's pregnant with another man's child!

"Today, I will hand over this slut to everyone for judgment!"

I was pushed onto the street, cowering in fear, looking at the crowd.

A group of horny and crazy males quickly surrounded me.

They reached out and ravaged me.

"Your skin is so tender. No wonder men love you."

"By touching her, we're doing everyone else a favor!"

I panicked and dodged, but I was outnumbered, and there were more and more men coming at me.

I cried and screamed desperately, trying to explain to the crowd that I was Leon's wife.

Hearing my explanation, the female fans became even angrier.

They joined in and kicked me fiercely in the back and stomach.

My lower abdomen ached, and I felt dizzy and about to collapse.

Alice, who was watching the show, stood aside and laughed particularly wantonly.

Her female assistant standing beside her asked worriedly in a low voice, "Alice, what if Mr. Hampton blames us for treating her like this?"