The Good Girl's Revenge

Derek looked fiercely at the woman who was holding something up to threaten him.

Chloe was also gambling. She didn't want to lose what she finally got, but she didn't want to destroy her hands here.

So, she had to take a gamble.

"Chloe, if you don't want to piss me off, put it down immediately. Otherwise, I'll make your life worse than death.”

Word by word, Derek gnashed his teeth and said fiercely.

His eyes seemed to tear Chloe apart.

"No, you let me go, and I'll give this to you!"

Chloe shook her head, and she moved step by step to the door. "Otherwise, Chief's Showdown!" Derek held his breath. He had never felt this nervous before. He could not imagine what would happen to him if the only connection with Meredith had disappeared.

He thought he would really go crazy.

"Put the things down and get out..."

Derek's lips moved and his cold words came out.

Chloe fumbled to open the door and rushed out like she was escaping a plague. She was so scared that she didn't even look at the steps and fell down them.

Everything happened so suddenly that Derek had no time to stop it, so he could only watch the woman fall down with the box in her arms.

With a “crush’, the contents scattered all over the floor. Chloe was frightened. She looked at the blood on her body, mixed with the things that scared her. She screamed and fainted.

Derek rushed over and tried in vain to grab back what had spilled, but... It was like gripping a handful of sand with his hand. No matter what, he couldn't recover everything.

"What's wrong?"

Hearing the loud noise outside, the neighbor came out and saw a woman lying on the ground with a lot of blood on the ground. He immediately called the police.

Derek didn't notice it.

He just grabbed the thing tightly in his hand.

It turned out that he was so incompetent that he couldn't even protect the only thing Meredith had left in this world.

“I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

Derek reloaded the things he could pack and carefully hugged it. He gently stroked the photo on it with his bloodstained hands.

After a while, the police arrived at the scene.

Soon, he recognized the two people who were involved in the accident.

After all, the wedding of the century was a well-known event in J City, but now...

Everyone was terrified as they watched the man holding the urn and not even looking at his fiancée lying on the ground.

What... Happened?

Chloe was quickly sent to the hospital.

When she fell down the steps, the urn hit her face and hurt it. The wound was not shallow and might leave a scar.

In addition, due to the impact on the head, there may be a blood clot in the brain, and what kind of sequelae it would bring was unknown.

The injured hand, on the other hand, did not look so serious.

"What the hell is going on?"

With such a big thing happening, the Xaviers people would naturally not sit idly by.

The first step was to shut down the witnesses and prevent the scandal from spreading. Otherwise, it would have a huge impact on the reputations of the Xaviers and The Bennetts.

"How can you do such a thing? Do you know how badly it will affect your reputation?”

It took a long time to get rid of all the gossip papers about Derek's tendency to domestic violence. Violet was on the verge of breaking out in anger.

She thought that no matter what her son did, he would not do such a shameless thing as hitting a woman.

"l didn’t touch her. She fell down on her own.”

Derek said coldly, "Maybe this is karma.”

The man still held the box in his hand. After the shock just now, he was now reluctant to let it go, just holding it like this as if to make it a part of his body.

"You mean... karma?"

Violet couldn't believe her ears. She looked at what landed in Derek's hands and an unknown fear rose in her heart.

There was something wrong with Derek. He was so wired. She had never seen him like this.

It was as if he was going to kill whoever took what was in his hand, paranoid and cold.

Violet glanced at the box again, then, after recognizing what it was, she widened her eyes. "Derek, you are..."

"This is Meredith, my wife..."

It was a dead woman's urn!

No, Meredith wasn't dead...

Violet felt as if she had been struck by a thunderbolt and could not move.

She never thought that Derek would have such deep feelings for that woman.

"What wife... You have nothing to do with her anymore. Your wife is still in the ward!"

Violet clenched her teeth in order to restrain herself from losing her composure and trembling.

"I have nothing to do with her. I won't marry her.”

Derek said calmly, but it was this tone that made Violet's hair stand on end.

"You're engaged, Derek. Stop messing around.”

"I'm not messing around. I'm serious.”

The man slowly raised his head and looked at his mother, whose eyes resembled those of his deceased husband. There was no joking in them.

He was serious.

Violet seemed to go back a long time ago when the man who was called her husband came to divorce her for another woman.

It was the same expression

Violet was going crazy.

How could this father and son be so alike in such matters?

In the beginning, Derek's father was the same. For a woman, a commoner, he not only wanted to divorce Violet and give up the Family marriage but also gave up the right of inheritance to live a normal life.

This madness terrified her to the extreme.