Second Chance: Marrying into Wealth Chapter 18

If I hadn't known now that she was Lawrence's mistress, I wouldn't have thought she wanted to harm me.

I remember when I had a car accident, the first thing I wanted to do was call Lawrence for help. Clara, wearing a sexy bodycon skirt, walked up to me and took my phone directly.

"Miss, I'm sorry. I was driving to get my car serviced today, and I didn't expect the brakes to fail. I panicked and accidentally hit you. Don't worry, I will compensate you.

According to the traffic police's handling and insurance compensation, are you pregnant? How many months? Out of humanitarianism, I will also pay you an additional amount for the shock."

Clara had a very good attitude and spoke straightforwardly.

I really thought she was genuinely panicked and that it was just a coincidence that her car had problems on the way to the service, and then she hit me.

"Okay, my stomach hurts now. Can you call an ambulance for me? And can you give me back my phone? I need to make a call." I was pale and weak, and every word took a lot of effort and energy.

At that time, Clara's reaction was, "Oh, don't worry, I've already called an ambulance. Do you have the strength to look at your phone now? Who do you want to contact? Your husband? At this time, you're still thinking about relying on your husband?

Although my words may not be pleasant to hear, you're out alone with a big belly, and your husband isn't with you. Does he really love you? I don't think he loves you that much.

Why stay in such a marriage? If you call him now, besides wasting energy, what if you don't hear what you want to hear? Wouldn't you be upset, and the baby in your belly would be in danger? Then what if you blame me? Why not wait for the ambulance to come?"

As a woman, although I didn't agree with her words, I felt that from her perspective, it seemed reasonable.

It is only now, thinking back to that conversation, that I realize how foolish I was.

Such obvious hints, and I didn't understand.

I later insisted on getting my phone back and contacted Lawrence.

When Lawrence heard I had a car accident, he didn't react as Clara said.

He was extremely anxious and regretful, "Melinda, wait for me. I'm coming right away. Hold on. I'm sorry. If I had known you would have an accident, I would have insisted on taking you to the hospital myself today."

He did come, almost arriving with the ambulance.

But at that time, I was almost half dead. Lawrence later apologized, saying that when he received my call, he was on his way to meet a client. He turned around immediately but got stuck in traffic.

Thinking back now, there were so many flaws and coincidences, but I was blinded by love and didn't notice at all.

Even if I had noticed a little, I would have comforted myself.

Lawrence might have already conspired with Clara to harm me and the baby in my belly.

"Later, Lawrence said he was worried about me and got on the ambulance with me. I passed out shortly after getting on the ambulance. When I woke up, Lawrence told me the driver had fled, and he had already called the police.

He also apologized, saying that the driver almost harmed me and the baby, and he let her get away. He felt like a failure as a husband.

Fortunately, you and the baby are okay. Otherwise, he would have a hard time making amends."

At that time, I was still moved and comforted him to stop him from blaming himself, "It's okay. It's not your fault. The baby and I are fine, right? If they didn't catch the driver, so be it. I don't want to dwell on it. Let's consider it good luck for the baby."

Thinking back to those words now, I wish I could go back and slap myself hard. Maybe if I had woken up then, my baby wouldn't have died.

Vance expressed sympathy for my experience and disdain for Lawrence and Clara.

He seriously expressed his opinion, "I think something is not quite right about this."

"What's not right?" I was a bit puzzled.

"Before, I didn't know she was a mistress and couldn't see her motive. I thought it was just an accident. Now I think she might have done it on purpose. From what I know, Clara was already involved with my husband Lawrence at that time, so she might have wanted to kill me and the baby to take my place."

I was very sure of my guess.

Vance shook his head, "I don't agree because I found some information about Clara. Take a look."

He took a piece of paper from the trash bag.

The paper detailed Clara's family background, education, and achievements.

Clara: the eldest daughter of the Simpson Group, graduated with a bachelor's degree in finance from Cascade College, earned a master's degree from Emberlyn Pinnacle College, participated in the X project and the Aurora Initiative investment, and later became the investment manager at the Simpson Group, bringing in several major investment projects that increased the company's annual profit by billions of dollars. She was set to be promoted to vice president of the Simpson Group.

Clara's resume was outstanding no matter where you looked.

Vance explained, "And from my investigation, her past boyfriends were all excellent, with prominent family backgrounds and impressive appearances. Lawrence is the worst among them in terms of overall conditions. Logically, she had no reason to give up better prospects to be Lawrence's mistress."

Wait, let me think!

Suddenly, the information was a bit overwhelming.

"Maybe she loves Lawrence?" I said uncertainly.

From her business style and her past relationships, Clara didn't seem like someone who would be blindly in love. As a wealthy heiress with elite education, she would likely value equal partnerships and strong alliances.

Even if Lawrence wasn't married, as a man from a modest background, he wouldn't be on her radar, let alone her becoming his mistress.

"So, was she targeting me from the beginning?" I frowned, feeling a bit agitated.

The more I thought about it, the more complicated it seemed.

"Yes! To confirm, we need to dig deeper.

You can also think back if you had any conflicts with anyone or if you might have indirectly offended someone?" Vance reminded me to consider other possibilities.

I thought carefully but could only shake my head.

There was no one.

During my school years, I wasn't a particularly mischievous girl, but I wasn't overly quiet either.

After meeting Lawrence, my life revolved mostly around him, and I had little contact with others. I didn't remember having significant conflicts with anyone.

"I can't think of anyone." I regretfully told Vance.

Vance nodded, not minding, "It's okay, we can investigate. As for the fees..."

"Regarding the fees, you can discuss them directly with Paula. For now, you can get the payment from her. Is that okay?" I replied directly.

"Okay. Ms. Turner, I must remind you to keep in constant contact with me for your safety. Also, for your safety, avoid consuming any food or drinks that have been out of your sight.

If you drive, make sure to have your car thoroughly checked. Be cautious with any insurance documents you sign."

Vance's expression was very serious.

He made me nervous and gave me several examples of cases where spouses harmed each other, which scared me.