The Trending Topic Herself: The Villainess is the Superstar!

Chapter 282: Serena Sawyer’s Divorce

The man was caught off guard and took a kick, covering his stomach and letting out a groan, but he didn’t flinch and instead persisted in moving forward.

"I was really wrong, really wrong..."

Serena Sawyer didn’t look back at him even once.

"Don’t touch her with your filthy hands."

When Maya Monroe was about to strike, Serena Sawyer stopped her: "Maya, there might be media here, don’t bother with him."

Serena Sawyer signaled to the bodyguards around and held Maya Monroe’s hand, leading her to the car.

Just before getting into the car, she turned back, her gaze indifferent: "There’s nothing to say between us, no room for reconciliation."

From behind came the man’s heart-wrenching scream:

"Why are you blaming me alone? Haven’t you made any mistakes? All you know is acting, acting, acting! Did I ever deprive you of food or drink?"

"When other husbands come home, their wives greet them with a smile, and me? What about me?! Every time I come back, it’s your cold face, sometimes I don’t even see you for half a month!"

"I’m out there working hard for my career every day, why can’t you be a bit more understanding? Why don’t you get it, I want a wife who knows how to care, not a cold and glamorous movie star!"

His voice started to choke: "I know I was wrong, but I’ve been so humble, why won’t you forgive me? So many people are worse than me, I never wanted to divorce! Ask yourself, haven’t I been good enough to you..."

...

The car gradually drove away, the man’s voice becoming more distant and faint.

In Maya Monroe’s eyes, there was a hint of disgust; she instinctively disliked that person.

From her angle, Serena Sawyer slightly turned her body to look out the window, her long black hair entangled around her neck like a venomous snake ready to strike.

She remained silent, her expression solemn as a statue.

"They shouldn’t have been together, destined to be incompatible."

Serena Sawyer turned her head, her expression excessively indifferent: "After so many years of struggling, it should have been clear from the start that we were incompatible."

A bitter smile crossed her lips: "I was too young when I met him, blinded by so-called love. Each day after marriage, the rift widened, reaching a point beyond repair."

"Unforgivable, unacceptable."

Maya Monroe sighed: "Life is a beautiful journey; along the way, you might encounter vicious scenery, but those are temporary. Once you pass that stretch, the next stop is still exciting."

Serena Sawyer blinked, uncertain of how much she had taken in.

Maya Monroe knew she wasn’t good at persuading others, so she simply said no more.

More than words of advice, Serena Sawyer needed time to rest and recover. More than advice from others, she needed time to soothe her pain.

Serena Sawyer held Maya Monroe’s hand, her eyes slightly moving: "Thank you, Maya, I’m so glad to have you by my side on the day I felt most vulnerable."

"No need to say thank you, we’re friends, right?"

Tears seemed to well up in Serena Sawyer’s eyes, and she nodded repeatedly.

Maya Monroe took Serena Sawyer home to rest, a property owned by Serena, beautifully surrounded.

*

The confrontation at the café door somehow got out, suddenly revealing Serena Sawyer’s divorce and sparking numerous discussions.

Serena Sawyer’s studio confirmed the matter, stating that the artist would focus more on her acting career and hoped for more attention to be given to her work.

Serena Sawyer was a household name, and her divorce could not be said to be insignificant, remaining a hot topic for several days.

Negative comments about the incident suddenly flooded the internet. Some marketing accounts insinuated that Serena Sawyer’s marriage wasn’t purely for love, but that she married into wealth to become a wealthy lady, aiming high. Now divorced, she could receive half of the other party’s assets, with an estimated value nearing one hundred billion, positing Serena Sawyer as the "winner in life."

"Winner in life" was not a complimentary term; rather, it sarcastically referred to Serena Sawyer’s materialism.

The rumors spiraled out of control, with some claiming Serena’s marriage was solely for the large sum she would receive upon divorce.

Because the person involved did not respond much, it worsened Serena Sawyer’s reputation. She held a press conference specifically because of this incident.

Appearing in an elegant black dress, her makeup concealed any weariness, her cheeks still looked rosy, but as soon as she spoke, deep fatigue was evident.

Amidst the flashing lights, she slowly took her seat, holding the microphone with one hand.

"Regarding the recent false rumors, I feel the need to clarify."

"Our relationship began as genuine love, without any motives of profit. When I met him, he was far from his current success. As for the claims about me being materialistic..."

She curled her lips into a cold smile: "I lack nothing, and I’m not materialistic. Why shouldn’t I take what’s mine? It’s what I deserve! No one has the right to stand on a moral high ground to criticize me!"

Her gaze was cold, exuding the demeanor of a queen.

It wasn’t long after the press conference that Serena Sawyer was once again trending. She donated a large sum to a charity foundation, amounting to as much as one billion.

This gesture effectively debunked the previous "rumors," garnering widespread admiration for Serena Sawyer.

*

Maya Monroe saw Serena Sawyer’s post on social media, some scenic photos that looked like they were from a film set.

Maya Monroe liked the post and commented on how beautiful it looked.

Serena Sawyer quickly replied:

Come visit the set if you have a chance, I’ll show you around.

Maya Monroe couldn’t help but smile, she put away her phone after replying.

"Maya, it’s almost time for the next scene, get ready." Scott walked over, holding an ice cream cone.

Maya Monroe couldn’t take her eyes off his hand: "There’s an ice cream stand nearby?"

"Just not far from here." Unexpectedly cautious, Scott looked at her warily: "Weren’t you saying you’re quitting milk tea and ice cream?"

"You said it was just talk." Maya Monroe coughed twice, fanning her hand: "It’s too hot here, Scott, go buy me one too."

After Scott left, Maya Monroe received a call from Monica Jacobs, inviting her to lunch, mentioning that her birthday was in a few days, so they should celebrate early.

Maya Monroe agreed but couldn’t help but ponder.

Birthday...

The word felt distant, she couldn’t remember when she last had any memory of it.

Maya Monroe opened her calendar to check the date, confirming it was indeed her birthday.

After coming here, she’d replaced some of the original person’s information, including birth date, so in a few days it really would be her birthday.