Mr. Chairman’s Devious Wife by Brey Mitchylle

Chapter 112

Sofia wondered how the state would accommodate Lawrence and his new paralyzed state but soon, Alexander explained how the state had a facility that would house criminals like Lawrence.

The facility was less like a prison and more like a specialized hospital.

Alexander explained it had all the security features of a high–security prison – fences, guards, the whole package.

But instead of cramped cells, there were modified rooms with adjustable beds and accessible bathrooms. Therapists and nurses would be on staff 24/7 to handle everything from physical therapy to medication.

Sofia stared at Lawrence who was slumped in the wheelchair, a far cry from the arrogant figure who’d orchestrated their misery. His once–booming voice was reduced to a raspy whisper, his eyes dull and vacant.

He seemed to shrink under the weight of his crimes, the reflection of the sterile white walls mirroring the emptiness in his gaze. A sliver of satisfaction flickered in Sofia, a tiny flame against the overwhelming sense of relief. This was his new reality a world confined to a metal frame, his once–powerful limbs reduced to useless appendages.

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The life he’d tried to steal from them was now his own prison, a constant reminder of the havoc he’d wreaked. Lawrence’s head twitched ever so slightly, his gaze landing on Sofia and Alexander.

A flicker of something – maybe hate, maybe fear – sparked in his cloudy eyes before a grimace contorted his face, a silent scream trapped within his paralyzed body. Sofia met his gaze for a fleeting moment, then turned away.

“Are you sure you wouldn’t want to talk to him?” Alexander asked.

“I am…” fia said. She thought she would feel something while staring at Lawrence, perhaps the triumph of being the victor or the relief of having the justice that she and her mother deserve.

“I don’t want to waste my time here…” she said. The only reason she came was because she wanted to see him one last time. She wanted to see the face of the

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man who would suffer in this place for the rest of his miserable life.

“Alright…” Alexander held her hand and the two slowly walked away from

Lawrence.

“Do you think I am too weak?” she asked as they reached the parking lot of the facility.

“No… you’re fine.”

“Really?”

prefer it if you told him that you would poison his food or something,” Alexander looked at the cloudless

to poison or something else is better. She did not

Everything just happened so fast, but at the end of the day, she was safe and sound and

he

told me that you only married me because of Eulanda’s scheme…” Sofia said as she met Alexander’s eyes. “Is he telling the truth?”

car. Then he turned towards her, and a sly smirk appeared on his face. “But then again… my words wouldn’t hold any meaning. Why not live a life with me and find out if what

glued at his. The two had already confessed to each other. “Are you-” Before she could finish

asked as she opened the velvet box. “A ring?” he

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he

thought we were already

“Again.”

gaze as she stared at

no?” she asked,

you again

I say

every day until you say yes…” he turned his gaze towards the road. “It’s not like you have a choice or

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pursed her lips as she took the ring and placed it on her ring finger. “Then… I guess I will be forced to marry

6 years later

taken care of…” Sofia said and Miss Amores slowly left the room without

metal box closer before she opened it. Almost immediately, she found the pictures that she was looking for.

picture of her, Lawrence, Charlotte, and her mother Eunice. Aside from this, there were other images of Sofia and Daniel and some other things from the past. Just a few hours ago, she received news that Charlotte unfortunately ended her own life. She had been in a mental facility for years now an ‘t seemed that she was not able

would betray her and hurt her. Sofia examined the

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all of the contents of the box on the

long flesh–colored gown perfectly accentuating her figure. “Why did you send everyone out?” Karina had a look of worry on her face.

talking

gown of yours suits you better than the last…” Karina said. “I

“Stop it.”