The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 1292:

“Honey, I swear I won’t do it again! Please, we’re in public—have some mercy; leave me some dignity!” Waldo begged through his cries.

But Dorsey’s eyes burned with loathing. “Make sure he can’t father any more children!”

Rising from Gracie’s abdomen, she slammed down repeatedly, blood pooling beneath Gracie, who was too weak to beg anymore. Still unsatisfied, Dorsey began tearing at Gracie’s clothes.

“You shameless bitch! I’ll show you what happens when you seduce another woman’s husband.”

“It’s not my fault—Waldo pursued me!” Gracie protested faintly.

Dorsey scoffed, unconvinced. “Save your lies. You’re both to blame.”

She ripped Gracie’s clothes further, exposing her ample chest.

the scene on his phone, zooming

Dorsey, seeing Gracie near death, turned her fury on him. Curled up on the floor, Waldo shielded himself

always stirring up trouble. Better to end his ability to make bastards who will

in place. Sensing the imminent danger, Waldo pleaded desperately, “Honey, please! I’m your husband! If you do this, you’re ruining things for yourself, too. We’re married—don’t do this. I swear I’ll never cheat again. She is only after my

the floor, couldn’t move. Despair washed over her. She had planned to marry Waldo before. Hadn’t he said he was single? Who was this

content at

fading, and life itself seemed meaningless to her at

foot to deliver a brutal stomp to Waldo’s

Gracie had learned her lesson, stepped out from the crowd and summoned the doctors and nurses to attend to

felt a cool sensation on her chest and saw Brenna standing over

she tried to cover herself, but

Gracie’s hat from the floor and draped it over her chest. “Don’t worry; you’ll pull through.” As

scene at the hospital would