Perfect Husband, The Destined One novel Chapter 1090

A few guards quickly walked over and opened the prison carriage under Denise's instructions and carried the feeble Monica out.

"Ambrose, my child..."

At that moment, Monica spat out the gag in her mouth amid her struggles before turning and running toward Ambrose while wailing hysterically and loudly. However, her hands and legs were still cuffed in chains. She could not even run fast. She was immediately blocked by the guards.

Monica saw that Ambrose's small body was completely drenched while lying silently on the ground with his eyes shut. It was unknown whether he was alive or

dead.

"Ambrose, I'm so sorry. I am so sorry...” Monica scanned the surroundings and retorted loudly at the people who were insulting her as she wailed, "I'm not a b* tch! I did none of those! I did not..."

Monica then looked into the sedan chair not far away at Denise through the beaded curtains and said, "Denise, it's one thing to set me up, but it's another to treat a child like that. Aren’t you worried you'll be struck by lightning?"

Monica finally figured all these out after being locked up for three days that all of this was a trap of Denise.

The stableman, Ian Maxwell, was a timid man and would not simply slander her without Denise’s support. In addition, Ian died after that. Everyone said he committed suicide, but it was Denise who killed him as a cover-up.

"You b*tch. You still would not admit until now? Yet you dare say it's Lady Denise who set you up?” April who was beside the sedan chair could not help but reprimand.

Denise was furious. With a cold expression, she waved her hand. "Execute her, execute her!" Denise looked at Monica with cruelty and satisfaction as she said this.

'So what if I set you up? Now the entire Royal City knows that you are a b*tch! Whatever you want to say, tell it to King Yama when you meet him in the underworld!'

A few guards dragged Monica to the wooden beam upon Denise's commands.

One of the guards then wrapped the rope around her neck.

’This b*tch, we still have to hit her even if she's going to be executed. Hit her!" The surrounding crowd did not have an ounce of pity seeing how Monica was about to be executed. On the contrary, they threw even more eggs and pebbles at her

Monica not only felt physical pain, but her heart was aching much more! Her tears kept falling and she could no longer hold them back when her gaze fell on Ambrose. She blubbered!

"Ambrose, I'm leaving. I miss you so much!'