A Vengeful Bride novel Chapter 56

After saying this, I left the room with my tired body.

When Paul saw my weak look, he wanted to support me with his hand, but I refused.

I was not that weak to need someone to help me.

After what I had done last night, Betty must have grown apart from Edward.

Thanks to William's quick movements, he successfully let Betty come here and witness what happened between Edward and me.

However, it was only the beginning.

I raised my chin and looked at my front with cold eyes.

When I returned to my house, I saw William standing in front of my door.

I didn't know how long he had been waiting for me. When he saw me, he smiled weakly.

"You're finally back."

"William... Why are you... here..."

I bit my lips and said in a hoarse voice.

"I was worried about you. I don't know if things are going well over there." William stretched out his hand intimately and said, touching my hair gently.

Hearing his words, my breath could not help but tremble a little.

I closed my lips and couldn't say a word. My throat seemed to be choked with something. It was very uncomfortable.

"Are you tired? Let's go in first. I'll cook for you." William said gently to me.

"Okay." I sniffed to conceal the sadness in my eyes and nodded.

After I took out the key and opened the door, he put the food that he bought into the refrigerator, and I went into the bathroom to take a bath.

I looked at the love-bites on my body, and I felt sad and helpless.

These love- bites seemed to tell me that I was completely... depraved.

But so what? My heart had been broken into pieces when my baby died. Other than revenge, I didn't want to think about anything else.

"Ashley, come out to eat." William's voice came from outside the door. I composed my emotions, put on my clothes in a panic, and walked out with my sore legs.

The food made by William was very hearty, it smells delicious from far away. I couldn't help touching my hungry belly and said to him with a smile, "It smells so good. It must be delicious."

"Eat more if you like it. You can let me cook for you if you don't want to cook in the future." William said gently to me.

I nodded, bit my chopsticks, and took a sip of soup.

After eating, William and I sat on the sofa and watched TV. He looked at me and said, "If you feel tired, you can lean on me for a nap." "William, will I go to hell?" I turned my head to look at him and asked with a soft smile.

William touched my face and said with a complicated expression in his eyes, "Even if you go to hell, I'll accompany you, because... I'm also a sinner."

His voice was so soft that I didn't hear what he said clearly.

I had already taken the first step, and I had to go on. It was a must.

After that time, Edward did not appear in front of me, not even Betty. Intimate photos of Edward and Betty were often reported in the newspaper. I sneered and didn't care.

They just seemed to be in perfect harmony on the surface, and the gap between them was getting bigger and bigger.

I was not in a hurry. I was like a patient hunter, all I need to do was quietly waiting for my prey to come to me.

A week later, I received a call from my mother. She asked me to go back for dinner.

Last time my mother made a fuss in my company because of Eric's death. At that time, she looked at me with hatred in her eyes.

She didn't even come to the hospital to see me when I had a miscarriage. I wondered if she had forgiven me.

In fact, I was still thirsty for the warmth of family. Although there was no warmth in my family after my father's death.

In the evening, I told William and then went back to my mother's house. When I went in, my mother was cooking. When she saw me coming back, she smiled and said, "You're back. Take a seat in the living room and the food will be ready in a minute."

I looked at my mother's familiar smile in front of me, and the uneasiness along the way disappeared in an instant.

On the way here, I had been nervous all the time. I was worried that she would suddenly get angry with me when I stayed with her. But judging from the situation, she was no longer sad about Eric's death.

I sat on the sofa in the living room and watched the TV in front of me. Mark was not at home. When I was sleepy, I heard footsteps and conversations in the yard.

I opened my eyes and saw Mark walking over with a frivolous middle-aged man in a black suit.