Chapter 8
An unexpected slap caught Emerson off guard, leaving him a bit dazed.
Lindsey, on the other hand, rolled up her sleeves, “Where did this despicable woman come from? How dare she try to imitate me? Is it because she sees that I have been favored recently and secretly wants to replace
me?”
“I told you, it was never possible, Mrs. Eldred could only be mine. Today, I am going to make sure you know the consequences of seducing Tristian!”
It was not until this moment that Emerson realized that this was probably the substitute that Tristian had
found.
It seems that Tristian did not inform her of his existe. 4
competing with her for Tristian’s wife position.
so she would consider herself as the woman who is
Emerson took a deep breath and was about to explain when Lindsey kicked her in the knee, causing her to
instantly fall to the ground in pain.
She wanted to resist, but Lindsey’s several close friends stepped forward and firmly held her, preventing her
from moving.
“I said, why does Tristian go out every night, turns out it’s for you, you bitch!”
“You just knew that Tristian was madly in love with me, that’s why you deliberately used my face to catch his
attention, right?”
Emerson found these words quite ridiculous, but seeing her being deceived without knowing the truth, she still suppressed her anger and advised her, “I urge you to lea
quickly, otherwise when Tristian returns, he
won’t spare you.”
She tried to persuade her kindly, but little did she know that Lindsey burst into laughter upon hearing it.
“He wouldn’t let me go? Hahaha, that’s hilarious. Who do you think you are, daring to not let Tristian let me
go?”
“Do you know how much he loved me? Do you know that I am still carrying his child in my belly? Even if I kill
you today, he would only dote on me and help me dispose of the body. Instead of worrying about me, now,
you better worry about yourself.”
Emerson looked into her eyes, and his heart suddenly tightened. “What do you want to do?”
Lindsey grabbed her hair and looked up and down at her, focusing intently. Then she smirked, full of malice
and gloom.
“You did a really good job with your face, I almost couldn’t recognize you.”
“But soon, it was no longer yours.”
She said, and forcefully inserted her sharp nails into Emerson’s cheek.
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“Ah…”
Emerson felt as if her flesh was being torn apart, the pain weighing on her like a thousand-pound burden, making it difficult for her to breathe.
She struggled desperately, but being forcefully held down by several people, she could only let Lindsey’s nails
tear her flesh bit by bit on her face, with blood flowing down along her nails.
Several of Lindsey’s best friends then swarmed towards her, delivering a series of punches and kicks.
The intense pain almost paralyzed her entire body.
Watching her curl up in pain, Lindsey smirked satisfactorily.
Emerson couldn’t help but shout, “You got it wrong, I wasn’t the woman seducing Tristian, the wife he proudly brought home!”
was Mrs. Eldred,
Upon hearing this, a few best friends
couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
Lindsey also withdrew her hand, covered her stomach, and laughed heartily.
“Are you his wife? Then who am I?”
“That’s right, that’s right!”
“We hadn’t heard that Mr. Eldred got married.”
A few best friends followed suit.
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