👼 MY ANGEL👼
The media were calling her both Gwen and Elsa, so them calling her Elsa now didn't really matter.
They would call her Gwen again later. She clicked on it and saw pictures of her and Allan from the previous evening appear on the screen.
They were from the time they hung out together. The pictures were taken of them eating together, with one of him wiping sauce off her face, and others of him hugging her.
From just these pictures, one would think there was something going on, especially when you saw the gentle eyes Allan had for Elsa.
The comments were all hateful, calling her a cheater and shameless, and asking what married woman would let another man get so close to her.
They were accusing her of trying to embarrass Jeremy by cheating on him so publicly. She knew what she was doing.
Jeremy was a clean freak and she was trying to tarnish his image. They were also saying that she took Jeremy from Victoria and calling her an evil witch who steals people’s men.
And maybe she was even stealing Allan from someone else. Elsa couldn't help but feel bad that Allan got dragged into this.
He probably had no idea he was trending right now. He was just innocently going about his day.
But Elsa knew... This was no coincidence.
The Callahans’ image was important.
If Elsa kept looking so bad in front of people, Jeremy would immediately divorce her because she would tarnish his image. Elsa put the phone down and her gaze returned to Jeremy, who was standing in front of her.
“Jeremy, I can assure you, this is not what it looks like,” she tried to explain herself. What Jeremy thought of her mattered to her.
“Heh!” Jeremy scoffed and looked away.
Elsa was not discouraged and kept explaining. “Don't misinterpret the situation. Allan and I are just-”
“You think you're allowed to throw yourself at other men just because I don't want you?!” he yelled, interrupting her.
Elsa felt a stab in her heart hearing him say that to her. “You don't want me?” she repeated, pouting as tears gathered in her eyes. “Why don't you want me?” she asked, pain in her voice.
“I just don't want you. That's the only reason I need.”
Elsa felt her entire body grow cold. “Then why would me being with Allan bother you?... You were with Victoria yesterday too,” she said, shrugging.
Jeremy's eyes turned red when those words hit his ears. Jeremy yanked her up from the bed, holding both her arms, and pulled her towards him, making their bodies touch.
He then spun them around and started pushing her, making her walk backwards while he moved forward until Elsa hit a wall.
He pinned her against the wall with his body, pure venom in his eyes. “You listen to me, you little she-devil! Even if I don't want you, you are not allowed to have relations with other men. You will only remain trash that I have used.”
It took Elsa a moment to process what he just called her. And when she did, she pushed him away with all the strength she could gather. “Get off me!” she screamed in anger as tears started streaming down her cheeks.
Jeremy staggered back because of the force she used.