It's Easy to Destroy Her.

Alice nodded vigorously, "In the entire S city, besides him, who else has the ability to ruin your reputation in the blink of an eye?"

Jane shook her head.

John knew how much she loved music, he wouldn't attack her passion for it.

"I've asked around. The source of the hot search is all from John's Jianghua Media. Besides John's authorization, who else would target you?" Alice added insult to injury and threw Jane's phone at her. "If you don't believe me, call and ask."

Jane's hands trembled as she dialed the familiar number. After three rings, John's voice came through coldly, "Have you come to your senses?"

Her heart skipped a beat, "What do you mean?"

"Hmph." The man sneered coldly. "Do I have to say the word 'adulterer'?"

Even from a distance, Jane felt a chill.

She tightened her grip on the phone and asked, "Did you do all those things online?"

John didn't hesitate for a second and admitted, "Yes. It's easy to destroy you, so...don't test my patience."

With a swish, Jane's already pale face turned even whiter.

She weakly pounded her hand and tears uncontrollably streamed down her face.

"Brother Shen, when I grow up, I want to become a singer. Will you support me?"

"Jane sings so beautifully, of course, I support you."

The promise of childhood still echoed in her ears, but now he had betrayed it.

She was in so much pain that she couldn't say anything else and just hung up the phone.

Alice knew she had hit the mark just by looking at Jane's expression. She lowered her head and took a document out of her bag, handing it to Jane. "This is what our parents asked me to give to you."

Jane stiffly looked at it, and the four bold, capitalized words of "Divorce Agreement" immediately jumped out at her.

The content was simple: Jill would go to John for custody, Jack would go to Jane for custody, and as for property, she would leave with nothing.

"My parents prepared this for me?" She clenched the agreement so hard that her throat became hoarse.

Alice nodded solemnly. "Our parents said they hope you will consider the big picture. John has already destroyed your career, and if he exposes Jack's identity someday, not only will you be ruined, even the He family will suffer."

"I understand." She lowered her gaze and lay back down. Alice saw how devastated she looked and tried to suppress her joy as she left the ward.

Jane lay on her side, staring blankly at a spot in front of her.

Jack wasn't John's biological son.

Her singing career was ruined.

Her parents didn't believe in her.

Even Jack blamed her...

And then there was her illness...

One thing after another, all slipping out of her control.

It was so tiring, physically and mentally.

As her thoughts drifted, there was a light knock on the door to her hospital room. She struggled to call out, and Carl walked in.

"How are you feeling?" Carl carried a basket of fruit and forced a smile on his face.

Jane sat up and straightened out her messy hair. "Stop pretending. I've seen all those things on the internet."

Carl was her agent, responsible for managing her album releases since she debuted. Now that she was being dragged through the mud online, his situation probably wasn't much better.

Carl sighed and cautiously asked, "How did you offend the person at Alexander Media?"

Jane choked up and Carl didn't know about her relationship with John.

For now, she didn't feel the need to let him know.

After a moment of silence, she said, "Never mind, I had planned to announce my retirement anyway."

Carl stared at her, "How can that be the same? If you announce your retirement, it's a voluntary withdrawal, a glorious retirement due to illness, and fans will remember your singing forever. But now you've been misunderstood by fans, they will keep cursing you."

Jane smiled bitterly. Facing John, she had no power to fight back. All her dissatisfaction, grievances, and indignation could only be swallowed with blood.

"Carl, I've decided to go to the United States for treatment."

So far, Carl was the only one who knew about her illness.

Throat cancer, said to be one of the most dangerous malignant tumors.

So, even if she didn't die, she wouldn't be able to sing again.

"You focus on getting better, don't think about anything else," Carl consoled her.

In the afternoon, Jane was discharged and arrived at the entrance of Jill's kindergarten.

This was the best international kindergarten in S City with the best security, and she was not a frequent visitor, so she was directly refused entry.

She could only wait for Jill to finish school.

Finally, it was time, and the cars parked outside the gate filled up the parking spaces as parents streamed in.

Jill was wearing a pink princess dress, taller than the other children her age and with an aura that immediately caught people's attention.

"Jill—" Jane called out to her through the security gate.

Jill saw her, but in the next second, her gaze shifted away and fell in another direction.

Jane followed her gaze and saw John in a suit and leather shoes standing by the security gate. The kindergarten teacher handed Jill over to him.

The tall and handsome man picked up his little daughter and walked towards his car without looking sideways.

"Jill—" Jane chased after them.

Jill leaned on John's shoulder, looked at her with a pair of watery eyes, and then turned away.

Jane reached out her arms towards Jill, "Jill, let mommy hug you."

Jill timidly glanced at John, her eyes filled with longing.

Jane noticed her expression and hurried over to hug Jill, but John dodged her hand.

As she tried to approach again, two black-clad bodyguards appeared and held her back tightly, preventing her from taking even a single step closer.

"John, I just want to hug Jill, just for a moment..."

Held in the grip of the two powerful men, she could only plead with John.

John placed Jill in the car and closed the door, then turned to glare at Jane. "Jill is my daughter. I don't want you touching her. You're dirty."

He emphasized the last three words with a biting tone.

Jane froze in pain, her entire body aching. She gritted her teeth and hoarsely replied, "Jill is my daughter too. You can't deny me the right to love her."

John sneered in disdain.

Step by step, he approached Jane, his sharply defined fingers hovering over her face. She was wearing sunglasses and a mask, making it impossible for anyone unfamiliar with her to recognize her.

"For the past four years, you've loved that bastard more than anyone. My Jill doesn't need your dirty love."

He recoiled in disgust, turning to get into the car without looking back.

"Jill!" The car door closed, and the car sped off like an arrow, leaving the bodyguards to release her. She ran after the car, calling out desperately, but gradually lost strength and fell to the ground. Her outstretched hand could only grasp at empty air.

From beginning to end, she didn't even touch a single piece of Jill's clothing.

Heartbroken and filled with tears, she coughed violently from the exertion. Blood trickled down from the corner of her mouth, which she wiped away with a tissue.

As she struggled to stand, a passerby suddenly pointed at her and shouted, "Everyone, look! She's that singer who hires someone else to sing for her and steals other people's song lyrics. She's done so many despicable things that even if she's wearing a mask, people will recognize her."

The passerby took an egg out of their bag and threw it at Jane's face.