Trading My Yoga‑Mad Wife for a New Life

The viewers heard what I said and immediately pushed back.

"What's that scumbag talking about? We're telling him to go to hell!"

"Exactly! And how dare he talk back to Ava like that? He's shameless!"

What they couldn't see off-camera was that Ava's face had turned ashen.

Watching her expression change so drastically only made me find the whole thing hilarious. So, she did know what exactly she'd done.

"Darlings, something just came up. I've got to end the live stream for now!" Panicking, Ava hurried to say goodbye to the viewers in her live stream and instinctively reached to end it.

I didn't give her the chance. I grabbed the phone right out of her hand and asked coolly, "What's the rush? I'm not done talking yet."

Ignoring the panic on her face, I glanced at the viewer count in the live stream. There were already over ten thousand people watching.

I couldn't help taking a look at her profile page, too. She already had more than 200 thousand followers. All her posts were close-up shots of her in yoga outfits, every one of them suggestive as hell.

"Jordan, give me back my phone!" Ava lunged for it.

Off to the side, Neal also realized something was very wrong and stepped in to help her snatch the phone back. "Jordan, don't go too far. You're a strong, well-built man. How can you bully a woman who risked her life to give you a child?"

Ava burst into tears the moment she heard that. "I hemorrhaged and almost died on the operating table when giving birth to Daisy, Jordan. After they pulled me back from the brink, you swore you'd treat me well for the rest of your life! But look at you now. You're trying to smear me in front of the whole live stream and ruin my reputation!"

She was right about one thing. She'd had a difficult labor, and she really had almost lost her life. Because of that, I'd practically worshiped her after, treating her like a precious treasure and not letting her suffer even the slightest grievance.

And what had she done in return? Not only had she taken things so far, but she'd also tried to frame me. The worst part was how she insisted on fighting for custody of Daisy when she clearly didn't love her at all.

I pulled myself out of my reverie and saw both Ava and Neal rushing at me, trying to snatch the phone back. However, two yoga enthusiasts were never going to be a match for me, a professional trainer.

I easily slipped past their attempts and locked them both out of the gym. Ava panicked and slapped her hands against the glass door, yelling threats at me nonstop.

"Jordan Statham, we're seriously done if you dare slander me!" she screamed.

I shot her an icy look. "Slander?"

I ignored her after that and spoke directly to the live stream, "What I'm about to say is 100% true, everyone. Not a word is fake. If you don't believe me, you're welcome to verify the truth yourself."

The chat exploded with comments, everyone demanding to know what I was going to say.

"If you've got nothing real to say, then hurry up and give the phone back to Ava! We're here to look at a hot woman, not some cheating scumbag like you!"

I nodded. "I'll show you what an adulterous hot woman looks like once I'm done."

I pulled out my own phone and scrolled through my WhatsApp contacts until I found one with a blank profile picture. I opened our chat history and turned Ava's phone's camera to the screen.

The second the viewers saw the messages, the entire chat went crazy. "So, this is the 'yoga' Ava has been practicing all this time?"