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

faint smile as she read the

and, as promised, wired over five million dollars to

the money in her account, Fiona finally

been to let Victoria know. As soon as she saw those millions credited to her account, she

between Simms and Yulia— and to make Simms himself admit that Victoria

two years at Simms' side to gain his trust.

doctors that Fiona was awake,

flung herself into his arms, sobbing so hard she nearly lost consciousness. "The baby's gone...

five months

BUT?

a son to carry on his name. Finally, this

of that

be alright. You're still young. We'll have another chance, I promise. Don't cry," Simms murmured, kissing her hair, grief and

woman Yulia-she had killed his

I'll never be able to have children again. Simms, I'd rather die. You know how much I love you-I

deeper Simms' hatred for

do you want me to do?" he asked,