"Your so-called stardom doesn't hold up well. Those nude photos show your true, flirtatious nature."

Disgusting voices echoed in Sarah's ears. She closed her eyes, attempting to push those thoughts away, but the vile comments about her leaked naked photos persisted in her mind.

“She used to be a beloved superstar. How filthy she has become!"

“So repulsive. Even that male celebrity is stained now because of their relationship.”

The cacophony of voices intensified, causing Sarah's trembling to intensify.

Suddenly, a series of harsh car honks snapped her back to reality. She raised her head and noticed that the taxi she had hailed had arrived.

Impatiently, the driver leaned out of the window, took a drag from his cigarette, and barked at Sarah, "Hey, did you call for a taxi?"

In a loud voice, the driver informed Sarah of the destination. Once Sarah realized what was happening, she nodded and instinctively moved towards the passenger seat. However, she hesitated, paused, closed the door, and chose to sit in the back seat instead.

A suffocating stench of smoke permeated the car, and both windows were wide open.

After settling into the back seat, Sarah lowered her hat and wrapped herself tighter.

She clutched her collar and peered at the driver in the front through her sunglasses.

The driver was a robust middle-aged man. Sarah couldn't see his face clearly from her vantage point, but his silhouette bore an uncanny resemblance to Mike's.

Nervously, she scrutinized his every move and instinctively pressed herself against the car door.

The man started the car and gradually accelerated. Sarah's nerves stretched taut, and her heart thumped rapidly in her chest.

Though she knew it wasn't Mike, she couldn't help but imagine that if he tumed around, she would see his face.

Sarah felt like she was losing her sanity.

In that moment, she noticed the driver had been stealing glances at her through the rearview mirror. As soon as Sarah raised her head, her eyes met his in the reflection.

The probing and scrutinizing look in his eyes triggered Sarah's memories of Mike.

Like a bomb detonating in her mind, she couldn't help but shout, "What are you staring at?"

Sarah, overcome by fear, spoke rudely, as if intentionally causing trouble.