My Flirtacious Husband novel Chapter 692

Chapter 692 I Told You This Before

Sylvie wiped her tears away and quietly said, “I love dancing, and I got to know Stella in a dancing studio. We became friends afterward. I've been to Stella's house, and I've seen her mother. She told me that her mother hurt her head before, and had lost her memories. All she knew was that her mother was from Baykeep. One day, Stella called me. She told me to look for her family if I come to Baykeep one day and that her family would be my mine too.”

Sylvie could not help but begin crying at the mention of the past.

Once she recollected herself again, she lifted her reddened eyes and turned toward Zayne at the side.

“Zayne, I told you this before, didn't I?”

Herbert's fourth son, Cyrus Zeigler, immediately turned to Zayne. He knew that his youngest son would not lie, so he asked, “Is she telling the truth?”

Zayne never thought that everyone would suddenly be focusing on him, so he stiffened for a moment.

Frankly, he felt pity for Sylvie after seeing her miserable state at the hospital the other time.

However, what Genevieve had shown them today was making him think otherwise.

As he let his eyes drift toward Sylvie, who had reddened eyes and a pale face, he wondered if he could still trust her.

In the end, Zayne nodded with difficulty. “Yes.”

“What happened to Stella?” Herbert urged. Truthfully, he could somewhat guess what happened to Stella, but he dared not continue down that line of thought.

Sylvie's lips parted. “S-She died...”

That day, Herbert's mood went up and down like a rollercoaster. His birthday celebration should have been a happy one, but he found out that the girl he had been doting on was an imposter and that his actual daughter and granddaughter were long gone.

Devastated, Herbert found himself unable to take in the next breath. He scrunched up his face and collapsed on the chair.

“Dad!”

“Grandpa!”

The elderly man's state scared everyone as they hurriedly placed him on the floor and began administering emergency treatment for him.

At the same time, they pushed Sylvie, Genevieve, and Cooper out.

Genevieve watched as the family doctor rushed over and kneeled beside Herbert. Her grip on her wheelchair tightened, and remorse appeared in her eyes.

Hurting him had not been her intention.

Cooper sent Genevieve to the hotel before telling her to rest well. “I'll deal with Sylvie.”

Genevieve hummed in response.

After leaving the hotel and entering his car, Cooper took out his phone to send a text message. The tips of his fingers were shaking, and the look in his eyes was a vicious one.

Every time he thought about the recording, he wished he could kill Sylvie.

Nevertheless, Sylvie had done countless horrible deeds. Killing her was far too easy on her.

He had to let someone like her learn what it was like to be in a living hell. He wanted her to be filled with remorse and desolation every second of every day, and he wanted everyone on the internet to forever remember how horrendous she was as a person.

Right as Cooper was done editing his message and was about to send it out, a call came through.

A few seconds of silence later, he picked it up. “Hello?”

The car was in dead silence, and it was as if Cooper was sitting in the depths of an icy hell, for even his bones shuddered as he listened to the voice on the other end of the line.

The colors on his face had all drained away.