On the morning of the closing ceremony of the festival, Carette sat down at the table during her usual customary time. Looking sideways at the empty seats and the plates with food scraps in the corresponding places, her expression was unusually bleak, so dim and muddy compared to the bright sunlight shining in through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows.

Once the atmosphere at the table was filled with warmth and happiness, it was now deserted, so quiet that only the sound of Carette breathing and chewing alone could be heard, and the sound of silver cutlery touching a porcelain plate.

Since the night Demos returned to the apartment, he deliberately abandoned Carreta in the bed in the bedroom, and he and she have lived a different life of separation. In the same place in the villa, he was late for three meals a day, mostly waiting for Carette to finish eating, or simply ordered Noah to bring the food into his room.

At first, Carette sat at the table in anticipation of his arrival, but it was not until he turned out of the villa when he saw her when he arrived, and then turned out of the villa, that she realized that he was deliberately trying to avoid meeting her.

Every day when Demos stayed in the villa, he never stepped on the stairs of the second floor, except for being active on the first floor. It seems that overnight, the area above his head has become the most difficult to step into the forbidden land of the thunder pool, and the private ~ secret love nest that was once built by him and Kareta has now become a woman's cold palace!

The servant Noah still responds to her needs, but behind the "respect" of the face, there is an extremely strong contempt and speechlessness.

In addition to feeling sad about this situation, Carreta also felt helpless. She didn't know how long the cold violence Demos had inflicted on her would continue, let alone whether the rift in their relationship could be repaired.

A lonely Carette had just swallowed a mouthful of food when she heard a jumble of footsteps rushing in from the direction of the study on the first floor. Looking up in surprise, she saw Demos rushing towards him like a whistling whirlwind, and behind him was a cold-faced Noah.

At this moment, extreme hatred and anger covered Demos's face, turning into a heavy mask burned red by the flames, and ugly his otherwise handsome face.

Kareta was shocked by his terrifying expression, and gently put down the cutlery in her hand, looking a little innocent between her eyes and him.

Demos glanced at her disdainfully, and walked away without saying a word.

Kareta slowly rose from her seat, and then heard a "rustling" sound from the garage door.

Demos was about to drive out of the villa again-

After taking a few steps, Kareta finally stopped in her hesitation, her eyes wandering in the direction he had left, her face full of sadness.

After Noah sent Demos away, he turned back a short time later.

"Can I clean up my breakfast?"

He numbly walked past Carrette to the table, questioning her without looking back, his eyes indifferent to the table of food.

"What's going on?" said Carette to Noah, looking nervous.

“......”

Noah didn't say anything, lowered his head and began to clean up the food and utensils on the table, his movements were swift, and his extremely cold performance was obviously in contrast to Demos's overly violent reaction just now.

Something must have happened again-

Karet's heart immediately hung in the air, and she couldn't care about her son anymore and continued to ask, her anxious tone was pleading.

"What the hell is going on? Tell me, Noah!"

Noah was silent for a few seconds, then put the knives, forks, plates, and other objects back on the table that had just been held between his hands, and looked up at Karet, hiding nothing from her:

"You might as well check out this morning's entertainment news!"

Carreta furrowed, and fled the dining table like a frightened bird and went straight to the study.

Noah's prompt scared her.

Whether it is the previous incident of falling into the sea or the scandal of his private meeting with "Jose" this time, the reason why the whole of Europe is boiling directly depends on the crazy hype and exposure of those media reporters, and Carette and Demos also suffered from these two incidents.

Now, the peaceful life has become no longer peaceful, and at the moment of tension and disharmony with Demos, she is really afraid that one of her inappropriate behaviors will be caught by those unscrupulous reporters and infinitely magnified, and then further intensify the conflict between herself and Demos.

News? Why is it news again? Is the media holding me back again this time?

Karette guessed as she trotted into her study and sat down at her desk.

The computer is powered on, and the screen is also lit, and Demos has been using it just now.

The wide screen shows pages of articles from an entertainment website that Demos reads frequently. Kareta only glanced at the text for the first time, and was immediately stunned.

The picture in the article is a real person, and the photo is ...... It turned out to be a selfie of Carette and Jose during their relationship!

Karete's mind went blank, and she sat in a daze for a few minutes before her stiff body recovered. With a rapid heartbeat, she grabbed the mouse and clicked a few times, turning the page to the beginning of the article.

"The Shadow Behind the White Wedding Dress: My Exotic Love" is a striking title of this autobiographical essay written by a veteran journalist from a well-known media club from the perspective of Jose, a Chinese student, and using a first-person narrative style, which is particularly meaningful.

The content of the text tells the story of José's acquaintance and love with the fiancée of the oil painting master Carreta Lachio during his study in Greece, and was sinisterly intervened by his senior, that is, Carette's current fiancé, and finally broke up. Of course, there is no mention of those fantastical experiences mixed with the grievances of the gods.

Although the text is concise but the penmanship is sensational, and a large number of mobile phone photos of Jose and Carette when they were together in the past are used as illustrations, so that the share of photos accounts for three-quarters of the main body of the full eighteen pages.

In just two hours after the article was uploaded, there were thousands of messages in the comment area, with different statements and mixed reviews.

There are people who sympathize with Jose, who suffers from the betrayal of love, and there are people who support Carret, who pursues material happiness. There is also a small group of people who question the origin of the photos in the article, they believe that it was the male protagonist Jose who personally betrayed his privacy and his lover to the press, and in a sense this is also a betrayal of love, so they are ashamed of his behavior.

After reading the full text, Carette felt dizzy, and her soft body slumped on the soft leather swivel chair broke out in a cold sweat. She closed her eyes tightly~, and she didn't have the courage to take a second look at the computer screen in front of her, let alone think back to the past in those photos.

What is Poseidon trying to do! The scandal he single-handedly created was suppressed not long after it was suppressed, and it was a deliberate attempt to force me and Demos to a dead end—

Thinking of Aquaman's use of Jose's body as a shield for repeated crimes, Kareta felt resentful in her heart.

She is the only one who knows Aquaman's motives! The fact that he pointed out to her last time that she was the key to breaking the seal of the Athena Gem suggests that he is planning this conspiracy to break her and Demos apart.

Poseidon and Cali have joined forces, and the two of them want me to be the only one who can lift the seal on the Athena Gem—

I didn't hide behind Demos out of fear, I loved him, and therefore I didn't want to leave him, let alone lose him! But if I continued to stay with him, it would inevitably affect him! I had already harmed too many people and gods, Pacius, Triton, and José......

In the midst of deep contradiction and self-blame, familiar faces flashed before Karete's eyes, turning her grief and anger into complete sorrow.

Leaning forward, Carette lay down at her desk and wept silently......

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Greece, Graduate School of Athens University, East Studio, Main Building, 9:40 a.m. local time -

Three art students are fiddling with their brushes and drawing boards in front of the male mannequins in front of them. Their advisor was none other than Horns Eugene, who walked around the students with a meticulous look on his face, scrutinizing their work and giving guidance from time to time.

Suddenly, the door of the studio was pushed open by a huge external force, causing the thick wooden door panel to slam against the wall with a muffled "bang". Then, the wall where it had been hit cracked several large cracks.

Everyone in the studio was stunned, and they saw a beautiful man in a black suit with a dignified appearance sweeping into the studio like a black whirlwind with a face full of anger.

The first person to react from this accident was the male model at the front of the studio, and he looked at the intruder rushing in from outside the door in a daze, feeling that the comer was not good. Then he slowly changed his nude posture that had been static for a long time, turned over and got off the display table, and hid in a corner of the studio as a curtain for changing clothes.

Professor Eugene is the second person to recover from a state of shock. He recognized the visitor in front of him as Sewell Black, who worked with him at the Art Society.

"Hey, Brother Black, I feel so excited to have you here where I work today

It's an honor!"

The expression on Professor Eugene's face changed from surprise to surprise, and he hurried up a few steps to greet Demos.

The handsome man who broke into the studio was indeed Demos.

In the morning, when he stumbled upon an article on the entertainment network about the love history of Carette and Jose, he rushed to the University of Athens with a rage.

Along the way, Demos controls the steering wheel with both hands and speculation in his head.

This privacy revelation is clearly what Jose did, and those photos are the strongest evidence that he is the mastermind.

Is he deliberately provoking! Do you want to avenge that violent beating?

As he drove the car, Demos began to clear his mind, and it was Jose who revealed to the media his past with Carret. Whatever the purpose, I must immediately find him and confront him face to face.

Demos was angry and sad at the same time.

In the photo attached to that article, Carlete, who was snuggled up to José, had an intoxicating smile on her face, like a ray of dazzling sunlight stinging Demos's eyes.

Yes, a long time ago, her fascinating smile once belonged to another man.

Sitting in the driver's seat of Escalade, Demos kept recalling the scenes in those real photos.

Although the girl in the picture is now completely owned by herself, although she knows in her heart that those photos are just her past, the moment she witnesses her body close to the body of the Chinese man with the hair, a strange feeling of discomfort still rises in the bottom of Demos's heart.

Not only that, but the strange feeling of discomfort continued to ravage his body and mind until now, and Demos believes that it will continue to haunt him for a long time to come......

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