A Vengeful Bride novel Chapter 509

Hearing her words, Joanna and Amelia's faces were full of melancholy.

"I'll go with you." Joanna was worried about Mignon's mood. She was afraid that Tyrone and Amelia had no way to take care of Mignon, so she wanted to go with them.

Mignon shook her head and said, "Joanna, just stay at home. You still need to look after the baby and Kerr."

"I'm fine."

After that, she took Amelia's hand and left with her.

Looking at Mignon's back, Joanna was really uneasy. She had no choice but to call Alvin and ask him to pick up Mignon in the police station.

"Nacho, do you have to do this? There is no way for Mignon to bear all these."

Aneirin looked at Nacho's face and said helplessly.

Nacho asked Aneirin to use his social relationship to find a corpse and sent it to the police station, lying to people that the corpse was Nacho.

Mignon had been waiting for Nacho to come back. Since Nacho's body was suddenly found, how could she accept Nacho's death?

The reason why Nacho did that was that he wanted to make Mignon give up her hope and forget him. "Only in this way can Mignon start a new life." Nacho said to Aneirin blandly with his face tightened.

Aneirin shook his head and said with distress, "Do you think you're doing this for Mignon's own good? But have you ever wondered what would happen if she can't accept your death?"

"No, she won't leave our baby. We have a baby now, so she can't bear to leave the child alone."

"Aren't you afraid that she will commit suicide?" Looking at Nacho's confident face, Aneirin asked.

Nacho's heart suddenly trembled because of Aneirin's words, and his face turned pale.

He clenched his fingers into fists, and his face turned sombre and grim.

"It's impossible for her to commit suicide. Alvin is by her side, and he will take good care of Mignon."

"You're really generous. Do you want Alvin to take care of Mignon? Do you trust him?" Aneirin sneered and shook his head at Nacho.

"Nacho, we are going to succeed soon, and Egbert is going to suffer. You don't have to hide from her anymore. Do you think that she will mind that you've lost your left arm?"

Aneirin knew what Nacho had been caring about. To be precise, he knew exactly why Nacho wanted to hide from Mignon.

As Nacho's friend, he wanted to tell Nacho that he didn't need to do these things to hurt Mignon at all.

No matter what Nacho looked like, Mignon would never mind. "But I do mind." Nacho looked at Aneirin with serious eyes, and then looked at his empty left sleeve.

"I mind what I look like. I don't want to... to be like this. I'd rather let Mignon forget me."

"Do you want Mignon to forget you and then be with another man? Nacho, is this what you want? I used to think that you are a brave and upright man. You have always been maturer than Cedric, but now it seems that you can also be so immature."

"Aneirin, I know you're doing this for my own good. But this is my own business. Please don't persuade me anymore. It's my own decision."

"Okay, I won't persuade you anymore. If something bad happens later, you will regret it." Aneirin snorted, got up and left the living room angrily. When he went out, he bumped into Mia who came in with a cup of coffee.

Seeing Aneirin's mad face, Mia asked with confusion, "What's wrong with you? Did you quarrel with Nacho?"

After getting along with each other for these days, Mia and Aneirin gradually became familiar with each other, just like friends.

"Mia, don't fall in love with Nacho." Aneirin suppressed the rage in his heart and said to Mia, who looked pretty but weak.

Mia's fingers froze slightly. She pursed her lips and shook her head, "I like Nacho. I really like him."

"Why do you like Nacho? Do you know him? Your grandfather saved Nacho and then took care of him. In those days, you fell in love with him? Do you like him because of his handsome face?"

"I just like him. I've never loved a man like him before. He makes me obsessed. I know that the Mr. right I have been waiting for a long time is him. He is very nice..." When Mia mentioned Nacho, her eyes were filled with admiration.

Seeing Mia's infatuated face, Aneirin sighed and said, "Mia, you should know very well that Nacho has a wife, and his wife gave birth to a son for him."

"So what? I don't mind being his mistress. As long as I can be with Nacho, nothing matters." Mia looked at Aneirin with a persistent face and said.

Aneirin looked at Mia with helplessness and could only leave this place unhappily.

He thought that Nacho's life was really miserable, because he met such a stubborn woman like Mia. If Mia became as jealous as Sibyl, it would be too horrible.

Sometimes, women's persistence was so crazy that he couldn't stand it.

Looking at the bloody body in front of her, Mignon's face was pale. She did not say anything, but just looked at the dead body quietly. No one knew what she was thinking about.

Seeing Mignon's stunned expression, Amelia grabbed her arm with concern and called her by her name in a low voice.