I Married the President

Chapter 320: Chapter 320: Separating Soon

Claire Sinclair also closed her eyes, ready to sleep.

Suddenly, a dark figure quietly approached. The intimidating aura pressed in, making it almost hard for her to breathe.

’This guy...’

”What are you doing?”

”Claire, I love you.”

”I don’t accept your confession!”

”Claire...”

’Oh well, it’s not like refusing it means anything.’

...

Perhaps because they were about to part for good, Claire Sinclair talked with him about many things that night. She treasured their time together as if it were the end of the world, unwilling to miss a single second.

Before she knew it, the sky had brightened.

Claire Sinclair hadn’t slept all night. She was so exhausted she couldn’t get out of bed, so she simply called in sick and went back to sleep.

She slept until noon. When she dragged her exhausted body out of bed, the moment her feet touched the floor, her legs inexplicably gave out again. She couldn’t even stand up.

’I can’t even walk to the bathroom. How useless!’

Claire Sinclair pounded her legs in frustration. ’When will these stupid legs ever get better?’

However...

’...talking with him all night, that feeling of staying up late talking... it was so blissful. I really hope I can stay by his side like this in the future and erase all the unhappiness in his heart.’

’Honestly, what am I even thinking? I can’t be so greedy!’

Claire Sinclair shook her head. Since her legs hadn’t recovered yet, she decided to just play on her phone.

She logged into Weibo and checked the trending topics.

’Oh ho, a new topic.’

#YvonneLindenSlamsReporterS# — Yvonne Linden posted an article slamming a reporter with the surname S, claiming they were faking a persona to look pitiful and had a powerful backer. But she declared she would not fear the powerful and would fight to the end for her dignity.

This Yvonne Linden... if she wasn’t intentionally smearing her, she was using her surname, S, to muddy the waters and attract more attention.

As for Yvonne Linden’s ”ex-husband,” the Golden Dragon Film Emperor Damian Walton, he hadn’t made a peep from start to finish, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

’As a journalist, if I let myself get led around by the nose, then all my work has been for nothing.’

With great difficulty, Claire Sinclair shuffled to her desk and opened her laptop...

Half an hour later, a video was posted on Claire Sinclair’s Weibo account.

In the video, Yvonne Linden was having a private rendezvous with a foreign male model at the beach, their actions intimate...

Claire Sinclair posted the video with a simple caption: Just received this from an anonymous source. The innocent need no defense.

As soon as the video was released, it immediately sparked heated discussion among netizens.

[Hahaha... What do you call this? Yvonne Linden is the pot calling the kettle black!]

[I knew it! Our Molly Sinclair was framed.]

[Molly Sinclair is the best! We support you!]

[Yvonne Linden is disgusting, cheating on her husband and then framing someone else.]

[Morons, can’t you see Claire Sinclair is just trying to divert attention? This video doesn’t prove she didn’t wreck someone else’s family!]

Of course, Claire Sinclair had anticipated that netizens would continue to be skeptical, so she had another move up her sleeve.

Just as she was about to post the second video, she suddenly heard footsteps behind her.

Soon, the person reached the door and knocked. ”Claire Sinclair, Young Master Quincy invites you downstairs for lunch.”

”Oh, I know!” Claire Sinclair replied.

Nancy Lockwood waited at the door for a moment, then couldn’t resist pushing the door open. Seeing Claire sitting at the desk on her computer, she couldn’t help but frown.

”Claire Sinclair, you are now Young Master Quincy’s wife. Please be a little more mindful of your status. Stop getting involved in tabloid scandals. It will affect Young Master Quincy’s reputation.”

Claire Sinclair could clearly feel the malice in her tone. Knowing that no amount of explanation would work, she simply didn’t bother to argue.

’When someone dislikes you, anything you say is just nonsense to them. They won’t listen at all.’