No Wife, No Life Chapter 312

Edwin's eyes were icy after hearing her out.

"Did I force you into this engagement? This was all your choice. We both know that. Don't act all sentimental with me. I know you're the biggest hypocrite."

"You grew up with Arthur. How could you have feelings for me? You saw Arthur on the brink of death after his car accident, so you chose me over him. And you lied about loving me. What you really loved was the Davis Consortium behind me."

Edwin let out a bitter laugh. "We were bound together by interests. Now that we're both disgraced, why pretend to be innocent? Going our separate ways is the best outcome."

At this point, Edwin saw no need to continue the conversation and walked away.

Before leaving, he couldn't resist one last jab. "You'll never find someone as devoted as Arthur again in this lifetime."

The car door slammed shut. Xavia covered her face, sobbing uncontrollably.

Honestly, she regretted it. She shouldn't have chosen Edwin. If she had chosen Arthur, they would have been married by now! She would have been the wife of the Davis Group's president. Who would dare to mock her then?

But she had made the wrong choice. She would never find another man as excellent and loving as Arthur.

Xavia shook her head repeatedly, tears streaming down her face.

She cried for a long time. When she was finally exhausted, she stumbled to her car and drove home. Passing through the central square, she saw the large screen displaying an ad that should have been hers, now replaced by Molly.

Her teeth clenched so hard they nearly shattered. She choked on her sobs, tears falling uncontrollably.

How could he do this to her? How could Arthur and Molly be so happy together while she was in such misery?

It was all Molly's fault. Molly took Arthur from her and ruined her reputation.

Xavia's heart was filled with pain and hatred, all directed at Molly.

She was already ruined, so she decided to drag Molly down with her.

The next day, she found out Molly was filming on set and sneaked into the dressing room.

When the shoot was over, Molly returned to the dressing room to find a furious Xavia waiting for her.

Xavia removed her mask and sunglasses, glaring at Molly with eyes full of rage and hatred. She felt an impulse to rush over and bite Molly's neck, to drain her blood and make her disappear forever.

Two assistants, seeing Xavia's state, rushed to protect Molly.

"What's there to be afraid of? She's just a loser."

Molly was unfazed. She walked up to Xavia, grabbed her wrists, and had the assistants search her. Finding nothing dangerous, they tossed her aside. "Throw her out."

The assistants moved to drag Xavia out.

Xavia, once a beloved actress, felt utterly humiliated. "Didn't you see the document in my hand?"

"Is it necessary? Your manager is in jail for you, your reputation is ruined, and all your endorsements are now mine. Of course, you hate me, so the document must be something to drive a wedge between Arthur and me."

Molly sat back in her chair, not even glancing at Xavia. "Is there any point in reading something meant to stir up trouble?"

"I suggest you speak quickly. Arthur will be here soon. If he sees you bothering me..."

She paused, her tone indifferent. "You know what will happen."

Xavia noticed the large ring on Molly's finger, and her hatred grew.

Why? Those things should have been hers.

She trembled with anger and pain. "Do you know why Arthur married you?"

Molly glanced at the time, her posture even more relaxed and arrogant.

Seeing her like that, Xavia grew more furious and couldn't help but shout.

"You're my blood bank! Arthur married you to keep you close because you have the same blood type as me."

Molly's heart skipped a beat, her breath catching.

Before she could react, Xavia continued. "I've been weak since childhood and have a heart condition. Arthur promised to give me a healthy body. Your kidney and heart, transplanted into me, would make me healthy. Do you think he married you out of love? He did it for me! You're not just my substitute; you're my blood bank!"

Molly's assistants were stunned, thinking Xavia had lost her mind, and moved to throw her out.

Molly's eyes were cold. "Let her finish."

Xavia grew more agitated. "Don't believe me? Ask Arthur. When I lost too much blood during that fake fan incident, guess what he did?"

Molly's heart sank.

Seeing Molly's serious expression, Xavia laughed maniacally.

"He gave you a large dose of sedatives, had your blood drawn, and sent it to me. He said you fainted from exhaustion, but you were actually suffering from blood loss."

"And you, fool, believed you were just tired! How ridiculous! Does exhaustion cause blood loss? You were so weak you could barely stand, yet you didn't suspect him!"

Molly was stunned.

She knew all this. Xavia was right.

Thinking back to how weak she felt during that time, with Arthur by her side, his eyes seemed strange. She thought he was worried about her, but it was because of this.

"You keep saying Arthur loves you. Look closely at who he really loves. He keeps you close for me! When I have an issue, he plans to use you, to draw your blood to save me! Understand now? Even your life is mine."

Molly's assistants were speechless, unable to respond.

Molly's heart ached. She finally understood why she had been given so many blood-boosting supplements.

She closed her eyes, the pain in her chest almost unbearable, making her body tremble.

The truth was so cruel.

Seeing Molly's state, Xavia laughed even more triumphantly. "You're my mobile blood bank. Your heart, your kidney, and your blood are all mine!"

Her face twisted with excitement. "Mrs. Aria Davis told me everything. Arthur may have felt pity for you, but he only wants you to have a child to continue being my blood bank. So your so-called true love is just that!"

She was full of malice. "Your child will be my blood bank too. When they grow up, their heart and kidney will also be mine!"

Suddenly, Molly remembered Arthur asking if she wanted children. Could it all be true?