No Wife, No Life Chapter 307

"Xavia, what kind of person are you? Arthur's done so much for you, and you never show any gratitude. All you care about is marrying the true heir of the Davis Group. Do you really think you deserve to be a top actress? Do you think you won that award on your own? Your fans might praise you, but everyone in the industry knows that award wasn't earned through your acting skills."

Molly's words cut into Xavia like knives.

"What has Arthur gotten in return for everything he's done for you? Nothing but fuel for your ambition and greed. I don't even know how you have the nerve to stand here and lecture me. You know exactly what you did at Gerald's party. From the moment you made that choice, you no longer deserved to be Arthur's friend."

Xavia was completely stunned, her lips trembling uncontrollably, but she still couldn't believe that Arthur would really abandon her.

With tears in her eyes, she looked at Arthur pitifully, but he gave no response.

Her heart turned cold. "Arthur, are you really going to give up on me?"

Arthur's gaze was icy.

At this moment, Xavia truly believed that Arthur would no longer help her.

She felt lost and panicked.

Seeing her like this, Molly couldn't help but speak coldly, "Ms. Williams, you'd better avoid us in the future. Otherwise, I might say something crazy, and you wouldn't want to end up in jail, would you?"

Her words were a blatant threat.

Xavia bit her lip, holding back her anger, and finally said, "What happens to me today will happen to you tomorrow. If Arthur can be so heartless to me, he can be just as heartless to you."

Molly crossed her arms, a cold smile playing on her lips. "Are you out of your mind?"

She poked Arthur's chest with her finger. "He's my husband. Who are you to say these things to me? What status do you have compared to mine?"

Xavia was completely infuriated.

Molly continued with a sneer, "A traitor like you has no right to call others heartless."

The word "traitor" weighed on Xavia like a mountain, making it hard for her to breathe.

She even regretted coming here to humiliate herself.  Perhaps she should have heeded her agent's advice and avoided getting involved with Arthur..

Thinking this, she couldn't hold back her tears any longer. This time, she was genuinely crying.

She was truly heartbroken, a sense of helplessness spreading through her.

Futhermore, she was being humiliated in front of Arthur.

In her anger and shame, her face turned red, and she cursed, "No matter what, you're just my replacement. How can you compare to me?"

Before she could finish, Molly lifted her skirt and walked up to her.

With a loud slap, Molly's hand landed heavily on Xavia's face.

The sound was so loud that everyone present heard it.

Xavia clutched her face, seething with anger. "Molly, how dare you hit me!"

In her eyes, Molly had only lived smoothly because of Harper. Besides, she was just Arthur's plaything, nothing compared to Xavia's privileged life.Before her anger could subside, another slap landed on Xavia's face, making her cheeks swell.

"Why wouldn't I dare hit you?" Molly casually rubbed her wrist, her smile cold. "You hurt my husband and framed me. Why shouldn't I hit you?"

With that, Molly grabbed Xavia's hair, forcing her to look up.

Even in this situation, Xavia's tearful eyes still sought Arthur, clinging to a last shred of hope that he would help her.

Molly grew even angrier. "Even now, you're looking at my husband? Can't you live without a man?"

Molly's voice was filled with coldness.

She leaned in close to Xavia's ear, her voice so low that only the two of them could hear, "If you keep going after him, I'll make sure you end up in a place where you'll really know what it's like to be used by men."

Molly was different from Harper.

Harper had limits, but Molly didn't. When Molly went crazy, she was capable of anything.

Xavia's eyes flickered with fear, and she trembled.

Molly let go of her, stepped back, and with a slight squint, gave her one last look before turning to leave.

Xavia was left in a daze, unsure of what to do.

At that moment, she turned and saw a pair of cold eyes.It was Harper!

Xavia stared at Harper, her hatred for her even greater than for Molly.

In Xavia's eyes, Molly had grown up relying on Harper. Later, she had sold her body to gain Arthur's protection. 

Molly had always been her blood bank, so Xavia never truly took her seriously.

But Harper was different.

Harper was Alvina's daughter.

Not to mention Alvina's influence, Harper herself was incredibly capable.

Though she had endured a rather unhappy marriage with Alex, she swiftly found solace in Caden, her new paramour. Should she desire it, the entirety of the Elikin family's wealth and assets could be at Harper's disposal.

And Harper herself? She had achieved enough to stand at the top, looking down on everyone.

Compared to Molly, Xavia envied Harper's life more.

She envied Harper's genes and beauty from Alvina, and the connections Alvina left her. Harper's life was the one Xavia truly envied.

Xavia's lips trembled as she stared at Harper, her heart filled with hatred.

Harper wore gold-rimmed glasses on her nose. She must have just come from the lab, still wearing her white coat. Behind her was Caden, who never left her side.

Xavia couldn't help but laugh.

What good was Harper's brilliance? Her fiancé was just a cripple in a wheelchair. She was only fit to be with such a useless person.

She didn't hide her disdainful look.

"What are you thinking?" Harper saw through her thoughts immediately. "Are you laughing at Caden's legs?"

Harper's hand rested lightly on Caden's wheelchair armrest, tapping it gently.

Her movements were light, but Xavia felt as if a hammer had struck her chest.

"Let me guess what you're thinking."

Harper's tone was calm, without a hint of emotion. "You're thinking, no matter how amazing Harper is, her lover is just a..."

She didn't finish the sentence, just laughed.

No matter what, she wouldn't say such words.

Harper leaned down, wrapping an arm around Caden's neck, her tone playful, "Caden, Arthur's taste is so aweful. How could he fall for a woman like this? I think Frank should check his eyes; he must be blind in both heart and sight."