The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 452

Fiona clutched her stomach, crying out in pain as Simms swept her up in his arms and hurried out. He didn't spare so much as a glance at Yulia, who lay writhing on the floor, suffering just as terribly.

Only once Simms' figure had completely vanished did Violet dare to creep over to Yulia, her voice trembling. "Mom, I've called an ambulance. Please, you have to hang on. Don't leave me."

If Yulia died, Violet would be left utterly alone-no one left to protect her.

Yulia lay sprawled on the floor, her breaths shallow and ragged, each one weaker than the last.

Simms had shown her no mercy; his blows had nearly killed her. All for a woman he'd known less than two years he would have ended her life without a second thought.

So much for twenty years together; what did decades mean to a man and a woman in the end? The longer the years dragged on, the duller the feelings became, until all that was left was mutual exploitation.

Yulia had seen it coming long ago, but even so, she still couldn't let go of her feelings.

Violet stayed by her side all the way to the hospital. The emergency room light burned for over four hours before the doctors finally managed to save Yulia's life.

When Yulia finally opened her eyes, her first words were laced with venom. "Violet, I won't let Simms get away with this. He'll pay for what he's done. I swear it."

Evermore City

Victoria Turner stared at the message on her phone. It was from Fiona.

baby's gone. Yulia

into a faint smile as

some rest," she replied, and, as promised, wired over

her account, Fiona finally felt at

thought had been to let Victoria know. As soon as she saw those millions credited

was to keep driving a wedge between Simms and

Fiona two years at Simms' side to gain his trust. Now, the endgame was

doctors that Fiona was

so hard she nearly lost consciousness. "The baby's gone... our son is

five months along.

BUT?

to carry on his name. Finally,

now, Yulia had taken all of that from him with a

We'll have another chance, I promise. Don't cry," Simms murmured, kissing her

woman Yulia-she had killed

Simms, I'd rather die. You know how much I love you-I wanted a child with you so

more Fiona wept, the deeper Simms' hatred for Yulia

do you want me to do?" he asked,