Never Blinded by Love

Chapter 4

Ida was basking in her triumph. Linda was no longer Mrs. Wilson. She was divorced from William, and Felix Group had lost its power. Ida felt like Linda had lost everything.

With a sneer full of sarcasm, she said, "Linda, did you really think sacrificing everything to William for four years would make him love you?

"So what if I wasn't his real savior? With Joanne's help, I'll eventually become his true savior once you're out of the picture."

Linda was in too much pain to respond. Her pale hands hung limply by her sides, clenched tight.

Sweat trickled down her forehead as her face turned ghostly pale. She bit her lips hard, trying to endure the agony coursing through her body.

Noticing Linda's condition, Ida laughed, and the housekeepers around her joined in.

"Ms. Felix, with acting skills like yours, you should try show business. It's too bad Mr. Wilson is gone he'll never see your brilliant performance again."

Ida laughed again. "Linda, are you still dreaming? Do you still think you're the Felix family's pampered heiress? Let me tell you, you're not. Your father, who gave you that status, is dead.

"Your company is no longer under your control, and you're no longer Mrs. Wilson. You're just a pathetic fool, a lost soul with nowhere to go. You're nothing now!"

Ida repeated this taunt until Linda's head spun and her vision blurred.

The housekeepers looked at Linda with contempt. They weren't going to waste this opportunity.

"Ms. Felix, why did you overestimate yourself? Mr. Wilson won't believe a word you say. Think about it-after four years of marriage, you've exhausted all his trust."

Linda gritted her teeth and tried to move away as she planned to leave the Wilson residence.

floor, next to a recently retracted foot. It was the housekeeper who had spoken earlier, now wearing an apologetic facade. "Sorry, Ms. Felix, I didn't see you there." Pain seared through Linda's limbs, nearly drowning her in despair. Every inch of her body,

squatted down and lifted Linda's chin with her

you realize how pathetic you are now? You're like a rat scurrying through the streets. Everyone wants to get rid of you!" In a split second, she released Linda's chin and stood up with a housekeeper's help. After taking the handkerchief offered to her, she wiped her fingers as if she'd touched

contrast to her ashen face. She tried to

you still trying to get up, you dead rat? How delusional." Ida

Ida's signal, the housekeeper delivered

the pain left her

shock and theatrically scolded the housekeeper, "What's wrong with you?

her chin thoughtfully. "It must be incredibly painful,

housekeeper with

with her performance, Ida decided it was time

to drag this out. Even if William were here, he wouldn't even pity you. There's

moment, a commotion erupted

declared as his cold

patience waned. "You have two choices-let me in, or I'll take you down, and you can

in his eyes, Samson swiftly took

on the floor, he

he exclaimed while cradling her and glaring at Ida. "Ida, expect my revenge. Mr. Felix

of guilt, and was even more defiant. "John is dead-who will protect her now? You? Who

in his arms, Samson carried her out of the

conscious but couldn't speak. At first, she heard Samson's voice, but it soon faded into the air, becoming a distant

...

bed, Linda had a long, vivid, and blissful dream. It was

smile she had in days, and it was as if she had witnessed the most beautiful moonlight in the world. But it was just an incredibly vivid dream. How could dreams turn