I Returned From Germany To Find My Husband’s Intern Splashing Coffee On Me And Calling Me A Servant. She Bragged About Being The Ceo’s Secret Wife While My Husband Stood There Pretending Not To Know Me. I Slowly Pulled Out The Documents Showing I Own 60% Of The Company And Prepared To Speak.
The Truth Revealed
The next morning, the main auditorium at Apex University Hospital was packed with reporters. Camera flashes strobed incessantly, the clicks of shutters creating a tense, suffocating atmosphere. Everyone wanted the inside scoop on the billion-dollar scandal.
I walked into the room wearing a simple, conservative black dress, my face made up to look composed and resolute. By my side was David in his familiar white coat, his presence calm and dignified. Our arrival commanded the attention of every camera in the room.
We sat at the head table. I opened the press conference, my voice steady and clear.
“Good morning, ladies and gentlemen of the press. My name is Katherine Hayes. I have called this press conference not to defend myself but to defend the honor of Apex Hospital and its dedicated staff.”
“The information currently circulating on social media is a malicious fabrication, edited with the sole intent to defame and slander.”
A young reporter stood up, posing a sharp question.
“Mrs. Hayes, the public believes you and Dr. Chen are having an affair and that you fired your husband to clear the way for your lover. How do you respond to that?”
The room fell silent, waiting for my reaction. But before I could speak, David took the microphone. He stood, looked directly at the reporter, then let his steady gaze sweep across the room.
“I would like to answer that question,”
David said, his deep voice carrying clearly through the speakers.
“Regarding the relationship between myself and Chairwoman Hayes, I can confirm that we are old friends from medical school, trusted colleagues, and professional partners. There is absolutely no illicit affair as the rumors claim.”
He paused, taking a breath.
“However, I will not hide one truth. I have had feelings for Catherine for 15 years, since we were students, through her marriage, and to this day. It is a love born of respect and admiration. But I have never once crossed the ethical line of a friend or a physician.”
“I kept those feelings to myself so that she could be happy. But today, seeing her slandered by a coward, I can no longer remain silent.”
David’s frank and courageous confession stunned the entire room. No one expected a man as successful and private as him to publicly declare his unrequited love to defend the woman he cared for. The murmurs died down, replaced by looks of sympathy and respect.
David continued, signaling an assistant to project an image onto the large screen behind them. It was a DNA lab report.
“As for the real reason Mr. Thompson was fired, this is the evidence we held back yesterday, hoping to grant him a final shred of dignity. He has proven he doesn’t deserve it.”
“This is a DNA test confirming the paternity of Mr. Mark Thompson and a three-year-old boy currently living at the Rosebud Children’s Home.”
The auditorium erupted in gasps. Every camera swiveled to the screen.
“Mr. Thompson fathered a child with another woman four years ago, long before he met the intern Tiffany Jones. After the mother passed away from an illness, he abandoned his own son at a children’s home. He has never once visited or provided any support, despite living a life of luxury.”
“A man who not only cheats on his wife and embezzles from his company but who also abandons his own flesh and blood—does a man like that have any right to speak of morality or play the victim?”
This revelation was a knockout punch that completely decimated public opinion. All suspicion against me vanished, replaced by a wave of intense fury directed at Mark. The image of the dignified CEO was shattered, replaced by the portrait of a cold, heartless monster.
I looked at David, overwhelmed with emotion. To protect me, he had exposed the deepest corner of his own heart. He had silently found that poor child to help me turn the tide.
The press conference ended in a decisive victory for the truth. The subsequent news reports were a complete reversal, praising my courage and David’s integrity while fiercely condemning Mark’s actions.
Mark’s Desperation
After the press conference, Mark was completely ostracized. He lost not only his job and reputation but was also relentlessly attacked by the public. Friends who once fawned over him now avoided his calls. The money he had managed to hide was quickly depleted by the PR firm’s fees and his own lavish spending habits.
Desperate and broke, Mark remembered the expensive gifts he had lavished on Tiffany: the luxury condo, the car, the designer jewelry. He decided it was his property and he had the right to take it back to pay his debts and hire a lawyer.
He showed up at her condo, the one my lawyers had put a lien on but hadn’t yet seized, drunk and furious, banging on the door. When Tiffany opened it, her expression was not one of longing but of pure contempt. She too was facing ruin, fired, broke, and publicly shamed.
“What are you doing here?”
She sneered.
“Come to leech off me? I’m about to be on the street myself.”
“Give me back the car keys and all the jewelry I gave you,”
Mark screamed, storming into the apartment.
“It was my money! You have to give it back!”
“Your money?”
Tiffany laughed mockingly.
“That was the money you stole from the hospital. It’s evidence now. Did you think I was stupid enough to keep it and go to jail with you? I sold it all to pay my fines and legal fees.”
Hearing this, Mark snapped. He lunged at Tiffany, but this time she fought back. She clawed at his face, bit his arm, fighting like a cornered animal.
“You pathetic loser! You dare hit me again, I’ll kill you!”
She screamed.
A vicious brawl ensued. The sound of breaking furniture and shouting filled the hallway, and neighbors called the police. When the NYPD arrived, they found a pathetic scene: Mark and Tiffany, clothes torn, faces bruised, wrestling on a floor littered with broken glass. They were both arrested for disorderly conduct and assault.
The next day, photos of Mark in handcuffs, his face swollen, sitting next to a disheveled Tiffany appeared online with the headline: “Bitter End: Disgraced CEO and Mistress Brawl Over Stolen Fortune.” Reading the news, I felt no satisfaction, only a sad pity for lives ruined by their own greed.
