Perfect Husband, The Destined One novel Chapter 1934

“Why?”

Megan sneered and said with extreme hatred, “Darryl has ruined my entire life. How can I easily forgive him? You were right, my end goal is to imprison Darryl forever. I want him locked up in the dungeon and make him rely on my generosity to live each day, but I want to completely ruin his reputation before that.”

Her expressions were icy-cold when she said her last sentence. It was almost as though she had gone mad.

“Mad! You’re a madwoman!” Lily was furious and about to get up to leave. However, she just stood up when she shuddered and frowned.

Lily’s face turned pale at that moment.

What happened? She was still alright just moments ago. How come she felt so weak at the moment and could not exert any strength?

Megan gracefully put down her glass upon seeing that before smiling and looking at Lily, “Lily, what’s wrong? Are you drunk?”

Lily opened her red lips and was about to say something when Megan interrupted.

At that moment, Megan’s face was filled with arrogance and menace. “Lily, do you feel so weak that you can’t engage your internal energy?”

Swoosh!

Lily shuddered at that moment with her changed expressions and suspiciously looked at Megan. “How did you know?”

“Hehe…” Megan chuckled with delight. “Of course, I’ll know. That’s because I’ve poisoned your wine.”

‘What?’

Lily was stunned and furious. She was utterly shocked by Megan's viciousness. She smiled and welcomed them but actually poisoned them behind their backs. She was so vile.

At that moment, Zhurong could not help but glare and yell at Megan, “Such a vile and vicious kid. We trusted you, yet you poisoned the wine. Do you think I’m easily bullied?”

Megan did not panic at all as she smiled and looked at Zhurong. “Senior Zhurong, don’t be so angry and anxious. I’ve also drugged both yours and Senior Divine Farmer’s wine. The poison will take its effect slower since both of you are more powerful, but it should act up around now as well.”

Zhurong’s expressions changed upon her last word as he sat tensely there.

Zhurong could clearly feel he could not engage his internal energy at all and felt weak at the same time.