I Sent Her and Her Husband to Prison

Suddenly, my disgusting boss hugged me tightly, his hand creeping towards my chest. As he panted heavily, he asked, "Diana, how have you considered the matter I mentioned last time?" I endured my nausea and forcefully pushed his hand away. Last week at a karaoke party, he had hinted at wanting me to "have some fun" with him. I rejected him on the spot, almost vomiting from disgust.

How could this old man dare to force me today, especially when almost all my colleagues hadn’t left due to overtime? I was so furious, grinding my teeth as he brazenly persisted, no matter how much I tried to push him away. "My darling, just give in to me. Doesn't your mother need money to pay for her medical treatments?" He clearly knew how to manipulate me using my family's situation.

The current job market was indeed tough, which emboldened this old lecher. He wasn't only harassing me. Any girl afraid of losing her job became his target. "You old bastard! I won't play along with you. I'm resigning right now, and I'm going to call the police!" My words made my boss scowl. "Go ahead and call the cops. I wouldn't want to be too cruel to you!" Our voices made quite a din, and several of his well-placed subordinates couldn't help but look this way.

Suddenly, my boss froze. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed several people standing behind him. It was his wife with a few friends. A wave of relief washed over me. This old man wouldn't dare to act out in front of his wife. Seizing the opportunity, I stomped hard on his foot with my high heel. He yelped in pain, leaning on a table for support.

I quickly packed my things and grabbed my bag, ready to leave. It was impossible to continue working for the day. As I brushed past my boss's wife, a hand from behind grabbed my hair. Pain contorted my face, and I staggered a few steps before regaining my balance. The woman was one of the boss's wife's affluent friends!

Unexpectedly, it was my boss's wife who hit me! She let her friend pull my hair and shoved me back. "I brought a group of people to catch a cheater. Got you now, didn't I? You filthy mistress, look at your pathetic, inviting demeanor!" I was stunned, my lower back pinched several times. I winced in pain.

Suddenly, a phone was thrust in my face for a close-up. Only then did I realize the boss's wife was live-streaming. "Live on the scene. A mistress was seducing my husband under the guise of working overtime!" I irritably pushed away the camera. The livestream was perfect for showing that he was harassing me from the start. Unexpectedly, another phone shoved live comments in my face. None was in my defense.

One of my boss's wife's friends sneered at me. "Look at what everyone is saying about you. Don’t you have any shame?" The live stream continued. "Men love this kind of thrill. My husband likes such women! My life has been ruined by a mistress!" "This woman was my high school classmate. She was super smart and graduated from a prestigious university! She used to be very poor and skinny, and now she's all dolled up. Women who love to dress up are definitely not honest."

"Tsk, no wonder they say the more educated, the more selfish. How many highly educated women end up as mistresses? Pretending to resist, but actually enticing, sharing a room alone with a man!" As my hair was pulled, they forced me to tilt my head back. I couldn't muster any strength to respond.

My boss had already scurried away to hide, fearing his face might be captured on camera. Tears streamed down my face from the pain, yet I struggled to speak out, "Ma'am, your husband has been sexually harassing me! I've been resisting him all this time. You're mistaken! Plus, I'm married too!"

Hearing my words, my boss's wife looked at me with utter disdain. "My husband used to love me the most and never came home late. He's been working overtime frequently these days. It was all because of your seduction! You also have a husband. Can't you think of us poor women?"

I pushed her away firmly, trying to defend myself. "Can you please calm down for a moment? I love my husband very much and won’t cheat on him. Your husband did sexually harass me. You can watch the surveillance tapes if you don't believe me."

My boss's wife and her friends continued to block my way, refusing to let me leave. "I've seen many women like you before, using any means necessary to climb up the ladder. Harassment? It seems more like you're the one doing the seducing. I don't understand why women from prestigious universities like you have no dignity at all. Did your parents work hard to send you to school just for you to seduce men?"

"You have the nerve to cry? I'm the one who wants to cry! I worked hard raising a son, and now you are about to steal my husband."

Her strength was formidable. She tried to hit me again. Her husband's misdeeds were always invisible to her, and she just wanted to vent her anger on other women. Her husband was fat, short, and old, who looked like a toad. Who would want him?

Seeing his wife shooting a live video, my boss tried to flee, but his wife, unwilling to give up, sought to prove her husband's innocence. "Was it her who seduced you?"

Startled, my boss quickly responded, "Yes, my dear. Look how provocatively she dresses. A young girl like her always sways in front of me. What kind of man could resist that temptation? So..."

Understanding his implication, my boss's wife said to her followers in the livestream, "My husband is the company's general manager, so I can't show his face. But please remember this mistress's face. If you see her next time, spit on her for me!"

As soon as she finished her words, tears welled up in her eyes when she ran towards her husband. "I love you so much, yet you still get tempted by other women."

My boss laughed heartily and embraced his wife. However, the disdain for her figure was apparent in his expression. He let go after a few seconds of pretense. His wife's face radiated sweetness.

Her friends by her side cheered triumphantly as if they couldn't see the reality. "Since we've caught the adulteress, and naturally, the man will return home. As I always say, there are no cheating men who don't eventually come back to their families! We need to maintain the dignity of a wife. No man would willingly leave."

The fierce woman who had just beaten me now had a blush on her cheeks. "You really won't leave me, right?"

"My dear, I only love you. Of course I won’t leave you. If it weren't for other women out there like Diana, full of tricks, I wouldn't have done this."

To prove his sincerity, my boss immediately grabbed my shoulder and shoved me to the ground violently. "How dare you touch my wife?"

I was harshly thrown to the ground, groaning in pain. A few colleagues stood by, watching the spectacle timidly. They knew I was being wronged but just watched as I was beaten. It was better to rely on oneself than others.

Gritting my teeth, I pulled out my phone to call the police.