The post had caused an uproar, even making it to the city's trending topics.
He painted me as a cold-hearted woman who had abandoned her husband and son, abused the elderly, and treated her family with utter indifference.
He claimed that his mother had treated me like her own daughter and tended to my every need.
But I had thrown tantrums and even thrown out meals she cooked for me.
He went on to say that our son had ended up in the hospital multiple times due to my neglect and that when he was sick, I didn't care at all. I even went on a vacation.
As for himself, Jake claimed he had been the one taking care of all the housework, handing over his paycheck to me, and doing part-time jobs to make sure I had everything I wanted.
Instead of gratitude, I responded with verbal and physical abuse.
According to him, I had demanded a divorce, leaving him and our son penniless.
Because the house was in my name, Jake stood to lose everything.
He had turned to the internet, fishing for sympathy. He hoped to get the compensation he believed he deserved.
In no time, I was inundated with hate from countless strangers online.
Some even went to my workplace and threw rotten eggs at the building.
Jake's mother, his sister, and our son had even gone as far as to bow outside my office, begging me not to divorce him.
Under the pressure of public opinion, my company fired me.
It seemed like the whole world was against me.
"How can there be such a vile woman like Elena in this world?"
"If I had a son who was treated like that, I'd have sliced her into pieces by now."
"Poor old lady, this world is so messed up."
"They should drag her to the Tribunal of Morality and make sure she never rises again."
And so, here I was, standing trial, condemned by both the court and public opinion.
The judge interrupted my thoughts.
She said, "Before we begin, both parties must sign a fairness agreement. Once the trial concludes, the decision will be executed immediately."
I snapped out of my daze and looked at Jake.
He flinched but managed to speak up.
He said, "Your Honor, there's no need to make this more difficult. As long as Elena compensates me for the losses, I'm willing to let this go."
I laughed coldly.
I said, "Don't hold back. Let's make this trial as thorough as possible.
"No mercy, Jake. And don't come crying later."
My words ignited the fury of the audience.
"Can you believe the audacity of this woman?"