Chapter 89: Territorial

Chapter 89: Territorial
Ellasandra's POV
The moment I saw that post. I left the mansion and headed straight to his company. While driving, Melody sends me a link. My husband was having a press conference. On Midnight Group's page, it can be watched live. I even drive faster. As soon as I arrived, he already confessed the things he did to me.
I know he'll lose millions because of his confession. "My husband confessed that he just approaches me because he thought I looked like Ashley. On the contrary, my husband has no idea that I used make-up to fool him. Almost four years ago, I got burnt out from working for five years. I decided to relax abroad and meet my husband at a gallery art show," I started.
That's the truth. A truth I hide from my husband. "I used my connection and investigated about him. I learned that he's longing for a certain woman who left him all alone. That's why I made my move myself. Whatever happens because of my selfishness was clearly inflicted by my obsession with him."
The reporters look at each other and start making a buzz. I turned my head, and his eyes were telling me how surprised he was. "However, regarding Ms. Vargas's claims that I used my power to break them apart, that's indeed a lie. My husband has no idea that I'm the heiress of the Winters family. Our first meeting happened almost four years ago. Ms. Vargas was still living abroad at that time," I continued.
I throw a USB stick to Lance. I signed him to present the file inside. A video was played after a minute. "Aww... look at you," Ashley says. We all watch together. That was taken by the phone that I secretly bought under my husband's nose.
"Is it fun, hmm? Don't worry. I'll be gone before you know it. Just hope that I'll never appear in front of you again, or you'll feel the pain I have to go through because of your lies," I stated. Ashley rolled her eyes.
"I'm not the one who stupidly believes in those lies. It's him. Don't worry. You will be free soon. I'll help you. I promise," she says.
I was frowning that time. "What did you mean? What are you planning to do?" I ask.
She laughs. "Poor you. How could you still worry about him when he hates you? He even gave me your blood and bone marrow! Ah! Before I forget," Ashley paused.
She leans closer. "I'm not sick. I'm damn healthy, silly. So... your sacrifices are nothing!" She starts laughing like a madman. My jaw clenched. I grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer. "I said, what are you talking about?!"
Ashley pushed me. I was so weak that time because of my pregnancy and lack of blood. I fell easily and hit my head at the sharp edge of the bed. My forehead bled.
Ashley kneels. "You will know. The clue is... you won't be able to see him ever again," she says. "What?! Are you telling me that you're planning to kill Rafael?!" I roared.
She smirks and shrugs her shoulder. "What if it's you?"
The video ended. "As you all witnessed, Ashley Vargas was a liar and cunning woman. In order to achieve their goal of stealing Rafael's wealth, she came back to sow discord between us. The truth is, in our first months of being a married couple, we were on good terms."
I have to lie and save my husband's face as well as the dignity of our marriage. I know he wants to be honest and be accountable for what he did, but as his wife, a woman who loves him, I won't let him do that.
"Ashley's arrival is where things go downhill, and you all know what happened. Also, I can prove that my husband was being controlled that time."
I look at Lance. He opens another file; it's in PDF. "In this medical report, the urine and blood test. My husband was being drugged by scopolamine. An overdose of this drug can lead to hallucination. A person that is being drugged with this can be easily manipulated." I look at their eyes.
"Therefore, I believe that my husband's actions that time were because of this. Also, regarding the issue of Ashley's pregnancy," I paused. I look at my husband and face him properly. "I think you should be the one to speak when it comes to this concern," I continued.
I step back on his right side. He held the edges of the lectern. "The baby that Ashley was carrying was Matthew Jacobs child. I have not slept with Ms. Vargas for the past three years and have abstained since then. Well... not anymore," Rafael says.
He turns his head and winks at me using his left eye and faces the reporters again. I gulp. How could he flirt with me right in front of them?! "As you all witnessed from the videos, Matthew and Ashley are conniving just to reach their goal. That is, to steal my properties and kill me."
Rafael focused his attention on their cameras. "Ashley and Matthew, you started this. Let's see which of us will fall first. But remember this and keep it in your evil minds."
He paused, and his deep voice became deeper and held sharpness when he spoke again. "Don't lay your dirty hands against my wife and son. I'm not a good person. You both know that," he threatens. He looks at me and gives me his hand. I held it and smiled.
"We are giving everyone a chance to ask questions. Let's start with the first group at the back," Lance says. The reporter stood up. "Have you ever thought of the possibility that Ms. Winters' child isn't yours?" he asks.
I saw how Rafael's gaze turned into a monstrous glare. "I'm sorry if I have to disappoint everyone, but my son was a spitting image of Rafael. He also has dimples, which is a genetic feature of his paternal side. Also," I paused.
I raise my left hand and look at him intently. "It's MRS. MIDNIGHT," I assert firmly. "One last question, and let's give a chance to the group next to you," Lance stated.
"Are you not going to sue Mr. Midnight for the damages that he has done to you? You know what I mean," he added. This reporter is getting on my nerves!
'Should I end his career?'