Judged in the Court of Scumbags

What a thing for the people in the audience to say. They said Charlene was speaking up for me? They said she was a kind and loving wife?

Charlene seemed to have forgotten that she was the one who took me to court in the first place. She was also the one who wanted to ruin my reputation.

She spoke so casually about me going to prison. Did she intend to let me die under a false accusation again, just like in my previous life?

If I hadn't found out about Charlene having an affair with Joel, I might have actually been moved by her sincerity right now. I might have listened to her advice and pleaded guilty on the spot.

Instead, I sneered. "What is it? Are you afraid I'll tear off your carefully crafted mask and expose you for who you really are?"

Charlene choked, rendered speechless by my words. She glared venomously at me when nobody else was looking.

Wonderful. This was her true face. I honestly had to give her credit for pulling off her act around me for so long.

Charlene burst into tears, acting as if she had endured many grievances for the sake of the family.

"What are you talking about? I've been married to you for five years. I've cooked and cleaned for you, allowed you to physically and verbally abuse me, and even turned a blind eye to your adultery. Everything I do is for the sake of our family. Was it wrong of me to do all that?"

Charlene had been like this in my previous life as well, starting right off with a deeply moving speech. She mentioned how hard it'd been for her to take care of the family and how she'd even quit her job for my sake.

I only found out after I died that Charlene had gotten into trouble with her company and was subsequently blacklisted by the entire industry. She had been left with no choice but to hide at home.

Everyone in the audience continued to criticize me. I was now an unforgivable brute in their eyes.

I stopped paying attention to them and just said, "Let's begin."

Aiden was looking at me with a bit more contempt in his eyes as well. He issued an order, and the device was turned on. I felt as if there was a strong electric current passing into my brain. My entire body twitched in pain, and I started foaming at the mouth.

Nobody showed any sympathy for my predicament. The audience clapped instead.

I began to see viewer comments appear in front of my eyes in text form.

"This is how cheating scumbags should be treated. A small electric current like that is nothing! It wouldn't even be enough for an electrotherapy session!"

"Who exactly would date this kind of man? He committed domestic violence, adultery, and even talked back! I'd certainly like to see if he'll be able to leave the defendant's seat with his head still held high!"

"I say we just electrocute him to death."

I gritted my teeth and tried not to pass out from the pain.

How could I allow the bastard duo to get a happy ending?