Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

Chapter 139

Chapter 139

Chapter 139

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“She didn’t bail her mother out?” Izzy glanced up, her brows furrowing as she turned toward Liam, who was lounging on the couch, a book resting in his hands.

Liam nodded, barely looking up.

Izzy leaned against the edge of the bed. “Why? Was it the money? Or had Monica finally given up on her mother?”

Liam flipped a page. “She hasn’t left the apartment in days. She’s been ordering food, so we know she’s still alive.”

Izzy exhaled slowly, turning her gaze toward the window. That sounded harsh, but she didn’t comment on it.

After catching Amalia trying to pawn the stolen property deeds again, Izzy finally recovered everything that belonged to her. The trap had worked. There was nothing left tying her to them.

She inhaled deeply. Cecil and Calen’s situation was far from over, but Monica and Amalia’s was almost done. It was time for her to talk to Monica.

The next day, Izzy stood outside the worn–down apartment door they had rented. Without hesitation, she knocked.

The door creaked open, revealing Monica on the other side. She looked awful. Her hair was a tangled mess, dark circles shadowed her eyes, and the oversized hoodie she wore hung loosely over her frame. The stale scent of beer and unwashed clothes wafted through the small opening.

Monica stared at Izzy with dull eyes before scoffing. “Are you here to mock me?”

Izzy met her gaze evenly. “I’m here to talk.”

Monica leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed. “We have nothing to talk about. My mother’s in prison, and I’m stuck in this dump. What else is there to say?”

Izzy snorted, crossing her own arms. “So, you’ve been abandoned by both Cecil and Calen and instead of doing something about it, you’re rotting away in here?”

Monica’s jaw tightened. “What do you want?”

“I just want to talk.”

Monica let out a breath, then suddenly gave Izzy an unsettling smile. “Aren’t you scared? What if I decide to hurt you right now?”

Izzy smirked. “You can try. I can handle myself.”

Monica studied her for a long moment before stepping aside. “Fine. Come in.”

sweeping across the filthy apartment. Empty beer bottles cluttered the small table, fast food wrappers and takeout containers were scattered across the floor, and the air smelled of stale grease and alcohol. The single window was half–covered by a ripped curtain, barely letting in any

behind her before trudging over to the couch. She flopped down, grabbing an open bag of chips from the armrest and popping one into her

pursed her lips but didn’t move. Instead, she watched Monica, who barely looked

living like this?” Izzy asked, glancing around

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crunched down on another

off. You could leave this place and start

laugh. “Right. And where would I go? What would I even do?” She shook the chip bag, staring blankly at the crumbs inside. “Cecil gave me money, but she also made sure I’d never show my face anywhere again. Every

“So, that’s it? You’re just going

her fingers before tossing the empty

do want to know–why are you still here?”

“Maybe because I have nowhere else

Monica wasn’t just

“Then

dry laugh but

was finally listening.

bag and started playing a recording. It was the recording

fixed on the ceiling

fingers tapping against the armrest. “Why

back into her bag. “Because I wanted you

beer bottle from the table. “I’m not

eyebrow. “Then why are you still sitting here

answer immediately. Inwardly, she was replaying the recording over and over in

had known Cecil was using

the woman didn’t give a damn about her or

Cecil had forced

into some kind of deal to keep Calen tied to her–but marriage? She hadn’t expected that.

And for what?

Calen to marry another woman in exchange for the life of her

until her

How ruthless.

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burn down her throat as she swallowed the rising anger inside her. She couldn’t let it

wasn’t going to give her

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