Second Chance: Marrying into Wealth Chapter 69

"Impossible, you're lying to me to ease your guilt. How could it not have been you that night!"

I shook my head, still unwilling to admit it.

Lawrence, this man, is best at arguing. I don't believe a word he says.

Lawrence looked at me mockingly, "At this point, do I still need to lie to you? I've already told you one or two truths, one more doesn't matter to me.

That night, I was with Clara the whole time. How could I have been in bed with you, you filthy woman."

He looked at me with such a nakedly disgusting gaze.

My face turned pale, but a possible suspicion arose in my mind.

However, thinking of the child who had yet to see this world, I still unwillingly asked, "Even if that's the case, you could have made me have an abortion before the child grew, before it had any consciousness. Why were you so cruel, letting her grow deformed, letting the child form before killing it?

Even though I know you're not a good person, what you did was too cruel. Aren't you afraid of any punishment at all?"

I questioned him sharply.

The child was in my belly, growing from a tiny lump, slowly getting bigger. That kind of mother-daughter bond, and the baby's movements before birth.

Every time I think about it, it almost breaks my heart.

I couldn't help but question him viciously, tears streaming down my face.

Lawrence glanced at me with disdain, "Do you think I didn't want to? I had to act with you every day, watching your belly grow bigger, your face getting uglier. It disgusted me. I couldn't wait for the child to die.

Have you forgotten how careful you were after getting pregnant with that bastard? You stopped drinking coffee, tea, and even felt nauseous. I gave you pills, saying they were for nausea, but you preferred to endure it rather than take them, insisting that the doctor said pregnant women shouldn't take medicine.

I insisted you take them, and you got angry, questioning if I didn't want the child. I didn't act because I didn't want to blow my cover.

But later, I thought of a better way to kill you both and get the three million dollars in insurance. Unfortunately, you were lucky and didn't die, thanks to that meddling person. Otherwise, you wouldn't have the chance to say so much to me now."

He finally stopped hiding his malicious intentions and spoke them out plainly.

I looked at him with hatred, wiping away my angry tears. Tears are a sign of weakness, and I won't shed another tear for a bastard like Lawrence.

"You bastard, you really did it for the three million dollars in insurance, killing your wife for money. Do you really think the insurance company won't find out? And have you ever thought about why I had that accident that night? At that time, I was foolishly devoted to you. Is it possible that it was all Clara's conspiracy?"

This was the only possibility I could think of.

Think about it, who would benefit from making me sleep with another man? The one who benefits the most has the most motive to do all this.

Although Lawrence is bad, he has his male pride. He had been deceiving me for so long because he wanted to be with me for real. He wouldn't let me sleep with another man.

So the only possible person is Clara, who always had an inexplicable hostility towards me.

"So what?"

Lawrence interrupted my words with a sneer.

I was momentarily stunned, "What?"

"I said you're smart, but how can you be so stupid? I don't care about the truth. Think about it, we were together at that time, and you always acted like you didn't want me to touch you. I was already sick of your evasive behavior.

I lost interest in you long ago. Just at that time, Clara appeared. Not only is she a rich girl, but she's also sensible, fun, and wild in bed, satisfying my desires. I couldn't get enough of her.

Compared to you, a boring person, I was much happier with her. So, even if she did it, so what? I was only after your family's money anyway.

Just as you slept with another man, I found you disgusting. You still made excuses to reject my advances. You really think I would still sleep with you? I find it filthy."

"Lawrence, you're a real bastard, rotten to the core!" I felt utterly disgusted. How could there be such a vile and filthy man, and I had to meet him.

Lawrence grabbed my chin, "Is that all you can say? Too bad, I'm not done talking. You better listen carefully, don't collapse."

After saying that, he threw me aside, and I fell to the ground.

He sat down on a chair next to me, looking down at me like he was the master, speaking even more cruel words.

"I've been so good to you all these years, why do your parents look down on me? Do you know? I actually feel a bit sorry now. It's a pity Kyle died without seeing his proud daughter turn out to be a slut.

Why did he look down on me? Just because he had some money? He looked down on me for coming from the countryside. He thought you were pure and noble, but you ended up having a bastard with another man, a slut, hahaha, but that's not enough."

"Enough, Lawrence. It's not because my dad looked down on you for being poor. He saw through your nature. You're a malicious person. You never truly loved me. You were just using me. It's normal for my dad to look down on you. I was deceived by you, but my dad was shrewd."

I shouted at Lawrence.

Lawrence squinted his eyes dangerously, "Yes, I know who he favored, Christopher. Kyle wasn't a good person either. He thought highly of himself, thinking he was noble. In reality, he wanted Christopher to be your husband because of his good family background. Otherwise, there wouldn't be talk of Christopher being like a son to him.

So, the more he looked down on me, the more I refused to give up. And it turned out, didn't I still manage to deceive you, making you only have eyes for me? And everything he had is mine. No, not yet. So you better obediently give me everything that should be mine, understand? Maybe I'll give you a quick death."

I saw the murderous intent in Lawrence's eyes.

I moved slightly, coldly mocking, "What else do you want? The company shares transfer agreement I signed, or the millions of dollars in financial investments I've renewed, or maybe even the house we live in, or the Turner Villa?"

"Everything else you mentioned is correct. As for the Turner Villa, I didn't really want it, but since you mentioned it, I might as well take it. I could rent it out or sell it. I wouldn't live there. Do you know why I didn't want to live there even though it was a better house? Why I preferred to buy a large flat instead?" Lawrence smiled sinisterly at me.