My Perfect Marriage Was His Perfect Crime novel Chapter 27

The mocking voices inside the room didn't stop.

"Still, Jasper, you're clever. You swapped that woman's vitamins with abortion pills. She couldn't get pregnant and had to resort to in vitro fertilization. If she find out that the embryos in the test tubes were actually swapped for Ruby and Steve Richardson's baby. She'd probably die from anger."

"Why should I care if she dies from anger? Once she has the baby, we'll just make up some excuse about the baby dying. She'll believe it's her fault for not being able to keep the child. It'll be her blessing to pave the way for Ruby's happiness."

He threw his lighter on the table, stood up, and warned everyone present, "Not a word of today's conversation is to get out. I want her to have this child quietly."

Gabe Lyons patted his chest and laughed, "Don't worry, Boss. That woman's as stupid as they come. We just call her ‘Sister-in-law,' and she thinks she's the head of the household. Every day she brings us food and drinks, and she still doesn't know that I was the one who picked out all the people who filmed the video."

Someone laughed loudly, "Gabe, you're so bad. Why didn't you pick me back then? I want to try…"

A fruit knife suddenly flew across the room, embedding itself in the floor between the man's legs.

The man who had been joking turned pale with fear.

"Did I ever say," Jasper's voice rang out coldly, "that Alice is my wife? Whoever dares to mention that again, I'll ruin them."

One of his subordinates sheepishly spoke up, "Boss, I can see you're not entirely indifferent to her. That woman loves you to the point of obsession. Aren't you worried she'll leave you once she knows the truth?"

Jasper sneered, "So what? If she leaves, I'll just have her get pregnant again through in vitro fertilization. I'll take care of her for the rest of her life. She's just a tainted, love-struck fool. A few sweet words, and she'll act like a dog licking my feet."

The room burst into laughter again, and I felt as though I had been struck by lightning.

I could only cover my mouth tightly, trembling as I swallowed my sobs.

The footsteps drew closer to the door. I quickly turned and ran downstairs, poured a glass of highly concentrated liquor, and gulped it down in one go.

The sharp burning sensation rushed to my head, and I couldn't hold back the tears any longer.

I clutched my chest, and the words from the room replayed in my mind over and over again.

A week before the wedding, I was suddenly kidnapped and endured a day and night of torment that felt worse than death.

My fiance, Steve, held my hand tenderly, saying he loved me and still wanted to marry me.

But the wedding I eagerly awaited turned into a nightmare when a video of me being violated was shown to everyone. Steve abandoned me once again, and I became the object of public scorn and derision.