Second Chance: Marrying into Wealth Chapter 19

After sending Vance off, I received a text message from Paula.

She excitedly told me, "The surveillance camera you asked me to install in Lawrence's car is set up. Check the verification on your phone and then take a look at the footage to test the quality."

"Okay."

I immediately received the verification text and the link. I followed the instructions and connected the Mercedes' surveillance to my phone.

Soon, the footage from inside the car appeared on my phone.

Unexpectedly, Lawrence was in the car at that moment.

He was on a call, and I could see who he was talking to and what they were saying. Maybe I could get some useful information.

Since Lawrence was reversing, the call was on speakerphone.

It was perfect for clearly hearing their conversation.

"Lawrence, what's going on with you lately? I've tried to meet you several times, and you always find an excuse to avoid it! Are you playing me? Or do you want to stay happily married at home while being with me outside, not planning to divorce?

I'm not your foolish wife Melinda. I'm the daughter of the Simpson Group, not someone you can easily deceive. Or do you still love Melinda?

If so, let's stop contacting each other and never meet again."

From the content, it was clear that the person on the other end was Clara.

She spoke like a machine gun, leaving Lawrence no room to defend himself. "Do you think I, Clara, can't find an excellent man if I didn't love you? Do you really want me to continue being the mistress? What do you take me for, Lawrence?

I thought you were willing to go this far for me because we were truly in love. I was even willing to face the pressure and introduce you to my parents, showing them how good you are to me so they would agree to us being together.

But what are you doing now? A man without decisive actions, hesitating in the face of problems, how can I believe you can give me a good future and achieve great things?

Lawrence, you better not disappoint me."

Probably because I discovered Lawrence's affair, he has been trying to appease me these days and didn't dare to meet Clara. But how could a wealthy lady like Clara tolerate being rejected repeatedly? Naturally, she got angry.

And Lawrence, who usually pretends to be deeply affectionate, said things that were almost identical to what he said to deceive me back then.

"Clara, I've done so much for you, and you still can't see my sincerity? My heart is only for you. Can you please not doubt my true feelings for you? It makes me sad."

In the past, Clara might have listened to these words.

But this time, she seemed anxious and spoke coldly, "True feelings are shown through actions, not words. And who knows when you'll change, just like you did with Melinda."

Her attitude was firm, "Either you get a divorce quickly, or we separate. You choose!"

"Rip!"

This was serious. Lawrence had worked so hard to get close to Clara, even being so humble in front of her. How could he be willing to let Clara cut ties with him?

He was so anxious that he slammed on the brakes and quickly pulled over.

He urgently assured, "Clara, how can you think of me like this? I've only ever liked you from the beginning, never Melinda. There's no such thing as a change of heart.

I only married Melinda because she suddenly lost her parents, and I felt sorry for her. She clung to me, and I married her out of pity.

I only wish I had met you earlier so I wouldn't have had to marry her and make you feel wronged.

You say you don't want to contact me anymore. Can you really bear it? Do you not love me anymore?"

On the other end, Clara sneered, "I love you, so what? But I have my pride and don't want to be a mistress."

"No, you're not a mistress. We just met late, but our love is real. The one not loved, Melinda, is the mistress." Lawrence was eager to prove his sincerity.

Hearing this, I wanted to reach through the video and slap Lawrence. He was really good at lying, even calling me the mistress.

I was furious.

Sure enough, Clara was much more rational than I was back then. She caught the key point, "If you don't love Melinda, why are you willing to sleep with her and have a child?"

"It's not like that, Clara. Do you know? The child isn't mine. She's promiscuous and got pregnant with someone else's child. I've never touched her."

Lawrence would go to any lengths to deceive Clara, even slandering me.

He even claimed the child I was carrying wasn't his. It was the first time I had seen someone say their own child was another man's.

But his disgusting behavior made me want to vomit as I watched his obsequious expression through the screen.

He knew very well whether we had been intimate. That shameless bastard should just die.

Ah, bad man Lawrence!

Sure enough, Clara didn't believe him.

She didn't get angry but instead laughed mockingly, "Lawrence, we've known each other for a while. Do you think I'm as foolish as Melinda?"

Lawrence's face changed, and his eyes showed panic, "No, Clara, I swear, I'm not lying to you, really!"

Clara didn't respond to Lawrence's words but instead gave him an ultimatum, "My patience is limited. I'll give you forty days. If you can't handle it, we'll never see each other again!"

Lawrence panicked. He begged Clara, looking like his world would turn dark without her.

He looked just like he did last night when he begged for my forgiveness, saying he couldn't live without me.

For a moment, I felt like he was talking to me. It was so similar, like a copy-paste.

Clara seemed moved and softened her tone, "I thought after everything we've been through, we could finally be together. But reality gave me a harsh slap.

I only blame myself for meeting you too late.

Fate also depends on timing. I came too late!"

Clara hung up the phone decisively.

Seeing the call end, Lawrence was so furious that he almost smashed his phone.

"Fuck, bitch, bitch." He didn't smash the phone but angrily pounded the steering wheel with his fists.

Lawrence would stop at nothing to hurt me and the baby, just to climb up to Clara and cross social classes. Now that it seemed like he was about to fail, how could he not be angry?

But with his personality, he would definitely try to win Clara back, which would only expose more flaws, making it easier for me to gather evidence.

Afterward, Lawrence smoked a cigarette in the car, his expression dark.

Who knows what sinister plans he was brewing. After finishing the cigarette, he drove back home.

I also ended the video.

At that moment, I was standing on the second floor of the villa, looking outside.

My gaze inadvertently fell on the first floor of the neighbor's house not far away, where Christopher was.