My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 566

I set my eyes on her. My whole head was buzzing and I couldn't say a word.

She seemed to appreciate my expression very much and continued jeering me, "How does it feel to have your own child be killed by your own mother? Does it feel good?"

I glanced at her and coughed out the words with the remaining strength I had, "What do you mean?"

She chuckled, "What? Hendrix didn't tell you that you're Valerie's daughter? Hendrix deliberately took the sandalwood box that your grandmother left for you and gave it to Valerie. He told her that it was mine. Afterwards, he exchanged my DNA with yours."

"Look, he may have said that he loves you but in actual fact, he doesn't love you at all. If he did, why would he do everything he could to send me to the Moore family? He wanted me to become the daughter of the Moore family and enjoy the life of an heiress. You, on the other hand, are just a child who was born in a remote village."

My body was like a piece of duckweed without support. I took a step back and fell butt-first on the ground. My gazes shot around the room, not knowing where best to land.

Therefore, the child's tragic death, me almost dying and Monique's death were all part of Hendrix's scheme?

"Why?" I asked, but I didn't know who I should ask of this.

Andrea mocked, "Why? What do you think is the reason? Because he doesn't love you. I am still the person he wants to protect. He wants to give me the best life. Isn't this obvious enough?"

I stared at her. For a moment, I could not say a word. All of a sudden, I burst into a particularly sick and miserable laughter, "I see. Love can be faked. Everything was fake."

Andrea laid her eyes on me, looking extremely pleased with herself. "Yes, they were all fake."

People who passed by the hospital entrance stared at me with puzzled looks when they saw me slumped on the ground.

Andrea knelt down and looked at me gloomily. She lowered her voice as she said, "You think he didn't know about the baby? He knew about it all. He just pretended that he didn't. He had already planned to get rid of it. The baby was either going to be killed by your mother or die by the drugs Josiah gave you. Arianna, the men around you are more terrible than you imagined them to be."