Second Chance: Marrying into Wealth Chapter 29

The manager smiled, his round face looking very pleasant, and looked at me openly, "Back in February, Mr. Phillips came to my colleague at the company and bought two accident insurance policies. He mentioned that you were pregnant, and I happened to be there. Based on the timeline, your child should be a month old now."

"Accident insurance?"

I kept a calm face.

But inside, I was shocked, waves of panic surging.

My mind automatically replayed one of the cases Vance had mentioned, a case of a husband killing his wife for insurance money.

That husband, to get a huge insurance payout, took his wife hiking up a mountain, and then she accidentally fell off a cliff while taking photos. The man portrayed himself as a loving husband, devastated in public, but in private, he took the huge insurance payout and stayed with his mistress.

If it weren't for a photographer who accidentally captured a video of the husband pushing his wife off the cliff, that man would probably still be living a good life with his mistress.

I felt a chill all over, my blood seemed to freeze at that moment.

The manager noticed my face looked a bit off and asked in confusion, "Ms. Turner, you didn't know about this?"

I tried to appear more natural, forcing a smile, "We have several types of insurance at home. Now that you mention it, I really can't remember which policy it is."

"Ms. Turner and Mr. Phillips, both of you are really well-educated, with a high awareness of risk management. Insurance is not unnecessary; it's very necessary. From what you said, the insurance you bought should be quite comprehensive."

The manager added with a smile, "Mr. Phillips bought a personal accident insurance policy for both you and himself, with a coverage of thirty million dollars. He specifically instructed that the beneficiary of his policy be your name.

You two are really loving. Mr. Phillips truly loves you. He said you married him and even got pregnant and gave birth for him, which was very hard on you.

But his job often requires him to travel by plane and occasionally inspect some projects. In case of any accident, he wanted to ensure some security for you and the child, so he considered buying this insurance.

When Mr. Phillips said this, his eyes couldn't hide his affection and concern for you. My colleague was very envious, thinking Mr. Phillips is not only handsome and a good provider but also wholeheartedly devoted to you."

Lawrence is really good at acting.

He acts in front of me and in front of others, portraying himself as a good husband, showing his deep affection for me.

I just felt a chill all over. If it weren't for the early birth, this insurance policy might have really come into play.

Calculating the time he bought the policy.

It's now early September, and the policy was bought in February. I was over four months pregnant at that time.

So, as early as then, he was already plotting against me and the child in my womb.

If it weren't for the premature birth due to an accident, was he planning to let me die on the operating table?

At this moment, my head felt like mush.

I don't even know how I managed to say goodbye to the manager and walk out the door.

I walked forward step by step, not knowing where to go.

The bustling traffic around me seemed unrelated to me. I felt like an abandoned puppy.

Embarrassed, pitiful!

My stomach cramped painfully, wanting to vomit something out, but it felt like there was nothing in my stomach.

At this moment, Paula's call came in.

She sounded a bit worried, "Melinda, are you okay?"

I even suspected that Paula had installed a camera on me; otherwise, how would she know I was not okay at this moment?

I didn't want Paula to worry too much about me. My throat was a bit dry, and I squeezed out a sentence, "I'm fine."

But I knew I was not in a good state.

Paula sensed it too, "Melinda, tell me, what's wrong? Did that bastard Lawrence do something to you? Vance just messaged me, saying you went to the hospital alone for a check-up, and then he sent you many messages, but you didn't reply. I'm worried Lawrence noticed something and might harm you.

Are you really okay? How about this, let me ask you, what's my favorite color?"

"Celadon!" So that's it. I tried to suppress the discomfort in my heart and answered.

This color is very special, and not many girls like it. Only a few close people know that Paula likes this color.

Paula felt relieved hearing my correct answer, "It's good that Lawrence didn't find out. You shouldn't act on your own anymore; it's too dangerous."

"Okay."

I only dared to give a brief answer, but even so, I couldn't help but choke up.

Paula was frightened.

After going through so much, I had cried and raged in front of Lawrence and others, and Paula knew my pain and sorrow, but I had never truly cried in front of her, so my current state was obviously not right.

"Melinda, what's wrong? Don't scare me. Don't be afraid; I'm here for you!" Paula said anxiously.

I thought for a moment and told Paula about Lawrence buying personal accident insurance for me in advance, possibly planning to kill me for the insurance money.

"Paula, I'm so stupid. Lawrence did so many things behind my back to plot against me, and I didn't notice a thing. When you reminded me, Lawrence had already bought this insurance half a year ago.

Do you know what this means?

It means that half a year ago, he was already planning to kill me and the child in my womb. It was only because Missy hit me, causing me to give birth prematurely, that Lawrence's plan didn't succeed."

I smiled bitterly, tears falling like broken beads, unable to wipe them clean, "Do you know how good Lawrence is at acting? When he bought the insurance, he said he was afraid of having an accident himself and wanted to ensure security for me and the child.

What security? That was just a way to hasten my death. And he said the beneficiary was me. My parents are gone, and the child would be gone with me. In the end, wouldn't the money go to him as my husband?"

"Melinda, yes, Lawrence is a bad man, a bastard. Don't get agitated; it's not worth it for such a person. Bad people like them will definitely be punished.

Look, in the midst of misfortune, you are also lucky. Otherwise, how could you have avoided this disaster in advance? The future will definitely get better."

"Yes, thank God, Lawrence didn't succeed! But Paula, I still feel so bad. How could I have met such a bad man like Lawrence? Why is it my child who died and not that evil Lawrence?"

As I spoke, I felt a metallic taste in my mouth.

Blood surged up to my heart, and my chest felt like it was being torn apart.

The next moment, my vision blurred, and the road, cars, and trees around me started spinning.

Then I closed my eyes and fainted to the ground.

In a daze, I heard Paula's voice from the phone, "Melinda, Melinda, are you okay, Melinda?"

But I had already fainted and couldn't respond.