My Perfect Marriage Was His Perfect Crime novel Chapter 12

Ellie stepped back, momentarily flustered.

But Gavin stepped forward, shielding Ellie.

"So what if he's blind? He's just a cripple," Gavin said, his voice dripping with disdain.

"Two thousand bucks should be enough to replace your cane, right?"

As he spoke, Gavin's tone was filled with contempt.

That word, "cripple," wasn't just meant for the blind man—it was aimed at me too.

To be honest, although Gavin had taken care of me for the past three years, the disdain in his eyes was something he could never fully hide.

After speaking, Gavin pulled out a wad of cash from his bag and threw it at the blind man's face.

But the blind man refused to yield. He clung tightly to Gavin's leg.

"No, you can't just leave!"

Seeing this, Gavin frowned and violently kicked him away.

Then, with cold indifference, he made a call.

"Jack, there's someone causing trouble here. Come and deal with it."

Jack was his secretary.

Not long after, the secretary arrived.

Gavin then resumed pushing my wheelchair toward the amusement park.

Meanwhile, Ellie was leisurely strolling along the tactile paving again.

Noticing my silence, Gavin softly tried to comfort me.

"Scarlett, that cripple is nothing like you. You'll always be my little angel."

He pushed me along, offering explanations the entire way.

When we arrived at the amusement park, Ellie excitedly clung to Gavin's arm.

"Gavin, they say that if two people reach the top of the Ferris wheel together, they'll stay together forever!"

"Let's ride it together!"

Gavin tapped Ellie's forehead with his finger.

"You little troublemaker!"

Just as he was about to follow Ellie to the Ferris wheel, he paused, seemingly realizing something.

"Scarlett, you…" He glanced at my legs.

"It's not convenient for you to join us. Watching us from here is just as fun, isn't it?"

His tone carried a pitiful plea.

"Alright," I replied without hesitation.

Hearing this, Gavin smiled happily and kissed my cheek.

"The Ferris wheel ride is short, Scarlett. Wait for me, okay?"

I nodded indifferently.

Once they boarded the Ferris wheel, my phone rang.

"Ms. Collins, Gavin's power in the company has been completely stripped."

"Good. Come pick me up."

Shortly after ending the call, my secretary arrived and brought me home.

Once there, I ordered the staff to gather and pack all of Gavin and Ellie's belongings.

Just then, Gavin rushed back home.

He looked anxious, sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Scarlett, where did you go? Do you know how long I've been looking for you?"

Ellie chimed in, scolding me.

"That's right, sister-in-law. You don't know—Gavin was crying when he couldn't find you downstairs."

Then she muttered under her breath,

"Disabled people are already a hassle, and you still insist on wandering around."

Her words had barely fallen when, to their shock, I stood up from the wheelchair.

Seeing this, Gavin's expression twisted into a grimace before he forced a smile and pretended to be delighted.