The courtroom was thick with tension as Day 5 of the Wilson v. Karev and Stevens case commenced. The previous day's shocking accusations and explosive arguments had sent shockwaves around the globe, with live broadcasts dissecting every moment of the trial. Today promised even more drama as the courtroom prepared for Jo Wilson's continued testimony and a cross-examination that threatened to unravel everything.

Judge Martha Wallace entered, her expression weary but resolute. "Court is now in session. I remind all parties that we are here to discuss legal grievances, not to indulge in personal vendettas. I expect today to proceed without the chaos we've seen before. Ms. Keating, you may continue your direct examination."

Keating's Examination of Jo Wilson

Annalise Keating rose from her seat, her presence commanding as ever. She approached Jo Wilson, who sat at the witness stand, her posture tense but defiant.

"Dr. Wilson," Annalise began, her tone calm but firm, "yesterday we heard a lot of accusations and deflections from the defense. Let's take a step back and focus on the facts. Can you describe the financial and emotional impact Alex Karev's departure had on you?"

Jo inhaled deeply, steadying herself. "When Alex left, he didn't just leave me emotionally devastated—he left me with shared debts and responsibilities that I had to figure out alone. He emptied our joint savings account before I even knew what was happening."

Connor Walsh immediately stood. "Objection, Your Honor. That's speculative."

Annalise turned to the judge. "Your Honor, the plaintiff has bank statements to corroborate this claim."

Judge Wallace nodded. "Overruled. Proceed."

Jo continued, her voice trembling with frustration. "I had to sell the house we bought together just to stay afloat. And on top of all that, I had to go to work every day, trying to keep my head up while everyone at the hospital whispered about how my husband had run off to be with another woman."

Annalise nodded sympathetically. "It sounds like an incredibly difficult time. Now, Dr. Wilson, I want to address a specific incident. Did Alex ever engage in behavior that you felt was inappropriate or disrespectful during your marriage?"

Jo's expression darkened. "Yes. There was an incident at Grey Sloan Memorial."

Annalise stepped closer, her tone deliberate. "Tell us about that incident."

The Accusation

Jo's voice grew sharper as she spoke. "It happened while we were still married. Alex was staying in one of the hospital rooms after a long shift. I went to check on him, and when I opened the door, I found a stripper entertaining him. She was dressed in a nurse's uniform, dancing, and laughing while he just sat there, enjoying the show."

The courtroom erupted in gasps and murmurs. Judge Wallace banged her gavel. "Order! Order in the court!"

Annalise allowed the reaction to settle before continuing. "Dr. Wilson, are you saying your husband, Alex Karev, hired a stripper to entertain him in a hospital room?"

Jo nodded firmly. "Yes. He tried to pass it off as a joke—something one of his buddies set up—but he didn't stop it. He didn't even seem embarrassed when I walked in. It was humiliating for me."

Annalise's voice was icy. "And how did this incident make you feel about your marriage?"

Jo's voice cracked slightly. "It made me feel disrespected. Like I wasn't enough for him. Like our marriage was some kind of joke."

Connor Walsh's Cross-Examination

Connor Walsh stood, his expression cool and composed. He approached Jo with an air of calculated detachment.

"Dr. Wilson," he began, "you've painted a vivid picture of this so-called 'stripper incident.' But isn't it true that you have no evidence to support this claim?"

Jo's eyes narrowed. "I know what I saw."

Connor nodded, feigning sympathy. "I'm sure you believe that. But isn't it possible that you misunderstood the situation? That this so-called 'stripper' was actually a hospital worker engaging in some lighthearted banter?"

Jo bristled. "She was wearing a nurse's uniform that barely covered anything and dancing in his lap. I didn't misunderstand anything."

Connor smiled thinly. "And yet, you didn't report this alleged incident to hospital administration, did you?"

Jo's voice rose. "What would that have done? Alex was one of the most respected doctors there. No one would have believed me."

Connor's tone grew sharper. "Or perhaps you didn't report it because you knew it wasn't as serious as you're making it out to be now. Isn't it true, Dr. Wilson, that you're using this trial to air grievances that have nothing to do with the legal claims at hand?"

Jo glared at him. "I'm here to hold Alex accountable for everything he's done—not just to me, but to everyone he's hurt."

Alex Karev's Outburst

Before Connor could respond, Alex Karev suddenly stood, his face red with anger. "That's enough, Jo! You're twisting everything to make me look like the bad guy. That stripper thing? It was a prank! I didn't hire her, and you know it!"

Judge Wallace banged her gavel furiously. "Dr. Karev, sit down and remain silent, or I will hold you in contempt of court!"

Alex reluctantly sat, but his outburst had already ignited Jo's fury.

"You always have an excuse, don't you, Alex?" Jo shot back. "It's always someone else's fault, always a prank, always a misunderstanding. But you never take responsibility for anything!"

Alex's voice rose again. "And you're acting like you were perfect! Like you didn't have your own issues that pushed me away!"

Judge Wallace's voice boomed. "That's enough! Both of you!"

Izzie Stevens Speaks Up

Izzie Stevens, who had remained quiet throughout the trial, suddenly stood. "Your Honor, may I say something?"

Connor turned to her in alarm. "Izzie, sit down—"

Judge Wallace considered for a moment before nodding. "Make it quick, Dr. Stevens."

Izzie stepped forward, her voice calm but firm. "I know this trial is supposed to be about legal claims, but it's turned into a circus of personal attacks. Alex made mistakes—so did Jo. But this isn't about who's the bigger victim. It's about moving forward, not tearing each other apart."

Jo's glare shifted to Izzie. "Easy for you to say. You're the one he ran to."

Izzie's composure faltered for a moment, but she regained it quickly. "I'm not here to defend everything Alex has done. But dragging every mistake into this courtroom doesn't help anyone."

The Fallout

As the courtroom settled into a tense silence, Judge Wallace looked exasperated. "This trial is veering dangerously off course. I will not tolerate another day of this chaos. We will adjourn for today. Court is dismissed."

The gavel banged, but the tension in the room didn't dissipate. Jo and Alex avoided each other's eyes as they gathered their things, while Izzie placed a hand on Alex's shoulder, murmuring something to him.

Outside, the media frenzy was already in full swing, with reporters clamoring for reactions. Day 5 had turned into an even bigger spectacle than anyone had anticipated, and the world waited with bated breath to see what Day 6 would bring.