My Belittled Husband Is A Billionaire

Winter’s POV

“And the best actress of the year is none other than…”

I stood up, knowing that the name to be called will be mine. They already informed us about it last month, and there is no way that would change.

“Bridgette Vans!”

I stopped walking and looked around me. Bridgette stood up and even smiled at me before going upstage. People were looking at me as if I was going crazy.

“Haley? What happened?!”

“I don’t even know! We should talk to them after this!”

As she said, we went to the organization to ask about what just happened.

“We all know Winter’s career is already turning downhill. There is no way we would give her the best actress award! People might even attack us if that ever happens!” said the director of the award show.

“What did you say? But you already informed us that I will be the best actress of the year!” I complained.

He laughed sarcastically. “Everyone’s talking about you already, Winter. You have more haters than fans now, and we don’t want those haters to hate us too. And to inform you, we will never invite you to any of our events in the future.”

“You liar! You will surely regret all of this!”

“If I were you, Winter Wesley, I would fix all the rumors first, before talking like that. We don’t know, maybe one of these days you will lose all of your fans and the offers that other companies offer you. You should have thought about this before showing your true self to the media. Guards, bring them out here!”

“Let me go! You don’t have to force us! We will leave by ourselves!” Haley yelled to the guards.

I thought I could already leave, but then as we stepped out of that building, people started blocking my way and started booing me.

‘You’re horrible!’

‘Slut!’

‘Evil!’

‘You are a dirty woman and a liar!’

I got surprised when someone suddenly threw me an egg which immediately hit my head. My bodyguards tried to protect me from them, but they kept on yelling and throwing me things.

‘Never show yourself to us again!’

‘We hate you so much, Winter Wesley!’

‘You’re a witch!’

I could feel the tears filling my eyes hearing all those hurtful words they kept on yelling. When I couldn’t take it anymore, I asked my bodyguards to move away so I could face all the media and the people who kept on saying bad things to me.

“Go on! Go on and throw me anything you like! Do what you want! I know you believed in me so much before, so it’s fine if you get mad at me! Go on and I’ll willingly accept it! But I just want to tell you that I have already changed. I am not like the evil woman you think I am. I know I’ve been such a bitch before, but everything changed when certain people came into my life!”

‘And do you think we will still believe you?!’

‘You’re a liar! Liar!’

‘Just die already!’

‘Women like you don’t deserve to be here!’

It was as if they don’t even care about what I was saying. They didn’t care about my explanation and I know that would happen, anyway.

This exact moment brings me back to what happened a long time ago. That time when everyone around me hated me, too.

They continue throwing me things and yelling at me while I was just covering my face with both of my hands just so I wouldn’t get hurt.

I only got surprised when I no longer feel the things that people were throwing at me a while ago. I slowly opened my eyes and I saw someone standing in front of me, covering me from the crowd. As I looked up to see his face, that was when I realized who he was.

“I-Ian?”

“Let’s go.”

He held me by the arm and ran away from the crowd until we reached his car. The people that were following me a while ago got surprised too, but they all stopped as Ian drove off.

No one was talking while we were inside his car. I just got surprised when he suddenly stopped the car.

“You may cry now,” he said.

I looked at him. “H-Huh?”

“I know that’s what you’ve been wanting to do. Don’t worry, I won’t take any videos of you and I won’t spread any rumor about you crying inside my car.”

“I-I’m not going to cry.”

“Don’t worry, no one’s going to be mad at you here. I won’t sue you for crying. If you also don’t want me to see you crying, then I can leave for a while.”

I bit my lower lip and heaved a deep sigh. “I won’t cry, don’t worry. After all, I deserve all the hate that I get. After being so rude to people, all those words aren’t even enough.”

“I know for a fact that you are not a saint, but you never treated anyone badly just because you want to.”

“I thought you hate me, why are you saying those things to me now?”

He glared at me. “I’m not saying this because I like you. I despise you and I like seeing you mad, but I never said I hate you.”

“Then thank you. Thank you for saving me a while ago.”

He didn’t speak and just continue driving until we finally reached the mansion. He even opened the car door for me and guided me to step out of his car.

“If you need my help you can call me anytime,” he said as he handed me his business card.

“Thanks.”

Ian pat my head and smiled at me. “You look like a kid that is about to cry now. That doesn’t suit you so stop it.”

I rolled my eyes at him and smiled, too. “Shut up and just go. You should celebrate now, too.”