The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 278

Chapter 278

Violet's face drained of color; her lips trembled, and her words tumbled out in a panic.

The man, oblivious to her fear, stood abruptly and seized her hand. He forced a ring-one he'd clearly bought in advance-onto her finger, jamming it onto her left hand.

"You're Vivian. Stop lying to me," he insisted, his voice thick with obsession. "I've loved you for years. I've saved every photo of you, watched every race you've ever competed in.

My bedroom walls are covered with your posters. I even used computer software to strip away your clothes in a photo-just one, but I keep it hidden in my wallet."

He sounded intoxicated by his own fantasies, his words sickeningly crude.

"I look at you every day, think about you every night. Sometimes I even touch your pictures. Vivian, marry me."

Violet reeled from his words, on the verge of fainting.

"I'm not I swear, I'm not her..."

Once, she'd worn the name Vivian as a badge of honor. Now, faced with this deranged man, she wanted nothing more than to run.

cheeks as she

only grew more

you not be Vivian? You're the queen of the Formula One circuit. The only female

worship you? I'm just one of them. The

woman I'll ever love. Please,

clamped her hands over her ears, trembling, her eyes wide with terror

You've got the wrong person-I only drive, I'm not an

last F1 race? I crashed. Another woman

shaking like a leaf

"You can't fool

lunged for her-but suddenly, a group of people

"Freeze! On the ground-now!"

move-hands behind

and forcing

shrieked, his cries animalistic, refusing to beg for

from her finger and flung it away. It bounced across the floor, rolling until it disappeared

help himself he found Victoria's number

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