Chapter 358: Do You Think I Am the Victor?

“He left for abroad, to carry out Master Summers‘ tasks, never even glancing back at me…” Mia Ashworth’s eyes were now thick with hatred, her face twisted in rage.

Claire Donovan didn’t know whether to call Mia foolish or blinded by love. Love unrequited remains unrequited, regardless of the sacrifices made. Claire shook her head helplessly at Mia’s near madness.

Mia’s excitement grew as she spoke, her eyes bulging with hate and her fingers whitening from the pressure. “I married Benjamin Lyons in a fit of resentment and hate, despising that woman, Winona Summers. No matter what I did or how much I gave for Joseph, he only had eyes for her. So, I… ha–ha–ha…”

Her laughter was maniacal. She suddenly looked at Claire with intense hatred in her eyes, as if seeing Winona Summers in her. “When I learned Winona was to marry Frederick Vanderbilt, I was overjoyed, prepared a grand gift for their wedding. But then she fled the wedding, ha–ha, and I saw her escaping. I followed her, confronted her, and told her I was pregnant with Joseph’s child, and about helping him against the Felix. I said a lot, and I saw her face tighten. Ha–ha, I knew she believed it!”

Claire Donovan clenched her fists, her breath catching. Mia’s words confirmed her suspicions about why Winona Summers never sought Joseph after fleeing the wedding.

Heh, so that’s how it was! Mia Ashworth had poisoned her mother’s mind against Joseph with those words.

Even if Winona was initially doubtful, the closeness between Mia and Joseph and the situation with the Felix might have convinced her. Perhaps the shock was too much for even a strong–hearted Wino to bear.

Mia continued laughing hysterically, her face a mask of insanity. Claire’s eyes darkened, her fingers slowly relaxing from their clenched state.

Looking at Mia, she asked each word dripping with significance, “So, do you think you are the victor?”

“Victor?” Mia suddenly stopped laughing, looking into Claire’s eyes, tears streaming down her face, “Am I a victor? Ha–ha, am I? Ha–ha…”

Chapter 358. Do You Think I Am the Victor?

30%

tears flowing uncontrollably, “Claire Donovan,

seen a victor like me? I married a man I

confide in my own daughter. Do you

the burdens that must have weighed

it was only now that she could

by the

people are pitiable, yet more so despicable!

actions that forced my mother to endure the agony of being

the absence of fatherly love from the moment I

did

what if it was wrong!?” Mia Ashworth suddenly elongated her neck, veins

she glared ferociously at Claire Donovan, barking in fury, “Your mother brought it upon

the victim? Then what about

shaking her head. “You are the

love that was never yours. By causing so much harm,

expect anyone’s pity.”

pity!” Mia Ashworth roared, her fingers suddenly gripping a wine bottle

onto the table. The bottle shattered, sending red wine splashing everywhere.

gaze deepening as she watched Mia’s frenzied

only emerge in moments of breakdown.

Mia Ashworth’s outburst, and when her emotions peaked, she

her husky tone catching Mia off

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255