Chapter 743 Exposing the True Face 2
Beth was on the verge of a complete breakdown.
She felt utterly wronged and furious.
In the end, she could only grit her teeth and endure it.
She had to find a chance to escape.
But all day, Marlon stayed in the room.
He was practically glued to her side, not letting her out of his sight.
The farthest she had gone was the bathroom.
Even when she stayed in the bathroom for too long, he would knock on the door. "Honey, are you still not feeling well?"
"You're sick right now; you can't stay in the bathroom too long. I'm afraid you'll have a hypoglycemic episode."
Beth's hands, placed on her knees, clenched into tight fists, filled with humiliation, anger, and unwillingness.
But now she didn't even have her phone, the only tool she had to contact others.
What should she do?
Suddenly, she had an idea.
That night, while taking a bath, she gritted her teeth and forced herself into a bathtub filled with ice water.
Outside the door, Marlon kept shouting, "Beth, why are you taking so long? Are you feeling unwell?"
"I remembered that soaking in hot water can treat a cold, so I wanted to stay in longer."
Marlon didn't think much of it.
After the cold bath, Beth, afraid of being discovered, drained the tub and rinsed with hot water.
In the late night, she fell ill.
She developed a high fever.
"Honey, I feel terrible, so terrible!"
"Do you think I'm going to die?"
Beth used her acting skills to appear as weak and pitiful as possible.
After several pleas, Marlon had no choice but to say, "Then let's go to the hospital."
As soon as Beth heard this, she started crying, snot and tears everywhere, "I feel too awful to move, honey, can you bring the doctor here?"
When the thermometer was taken out, it read 102 degrees Fahrenheit.
Beth was indeed feeling extremely unwell.
Finally, Marlon, having no other option, agreed to get a doctor.
As soon as he left, Beth got up from the bed.
She hastily threw on a coat, ready to leave.
However, she was too naive.
She couldn't even get out of the bedroom, let alone the front door, as it was locked.
Beth frantically searched for a phone but couldn't find one.
She watched as the time for his return drew closer.
There was only one last option.
Looking at the window, Beth gritted her teeth and leaped.
However, as soon as she landed painfully on the lawn, unable to move her leg, Marlon's face appeared in front of her.
"Beth."
This time, he didn't call her honey but gritted his teeth, calling her name one word at a time.
"Honey, you're back? I was just trying to open the window, and then..."
Beth's explanation was abruptly cut off by Marlon, "Do you think I'd believe such a lousy excuse?"
The next moment, he threw away the medicine in his hand.
Marlon stepped closer to Beth, his eyes cold and sinister, "Trying to escape while I'm not here?"
"Beth, you really are cunning!"
Beth immediately shook her head, "No, no, I wasn't."
But Marlon had lost his patience.
He reached out and roughly grabbed her arm, no longer showing any gentleness.
He practically dragged her back into the room.
Then, the door slammed shut violently.
Beth was pushed to the ground by Marlon.
Still feverish and weak, she looked extremely disheveled.
Marlon took out his phone and pulled up the surveillance footage.
Seeing Beth's frantic attempts to open the door and find a phone, he could no longer stay calm.
He stepped forward, grabbed Beth's hair, and dragged her in front of him, showing her the footage, shouting furiously.
"What are you doing? Tell me, what are you looking for?"
"Nothing," Beth denied painfully, shaking her head.
Her head hurt so much it felt like it was splitting open.
She felt as if her whole body was being skinned.
"Won't admit it?" Marlon increased his grip.
Beth sobbed and cried out in pain.
No matter what she did, it had no effect.
Marlon continued to torment her.
"So, you know everything."
Beth shook her head in terror, "No, honey, I don't know anything."
"Really?" he sneered.
His terrifying expression was enough to make anyone shiver.
"Beth, stop pretending. But it doesn't matter; I can tell you again."
"Everything I told you was a lie. I forced my ex-girlfriend to break up because she had no power or influence and was plain-looking. You, on the other hand, were not only beautiful but also wealthy and influential, which could help my career."
"And those scandals of yours, the private photos, the model's revelations, and the media ambush in the parking lot, were all orchestrated by me."
"I personally leaked them to the press."
Even though she had already guessed these things, hearing Marlon say it out loud was excruciating for Beth.
She screamed with all her might, "Why? Marlon, I loved you so much!"
"I was willing to give up everything for you. Why did you do this to me?"
Seeing her in such agony, Marlon only looked at her coldly.
"Beth, you're so naive. You're much older than I. Do you think I'd prefer you over all those young, chaste celebrities?"
"If it weren't for the resources you could provide, do you think I'd be with you?"
"Do you know how disgusting you are? Who knows how many men have seen your body? Every time I'm intimate with you, I have to force myself, or I'd throw up."
Every word he said was like a knife stabbing into Beth's heart.
Suddenly, she stood up and screamed in rage.
Marlon didn't expect it. By the time he reacted, Beth had already grabbed the scissors from the table and pointed them at him.
"So, everything you told me was a lie. Then why did you marry me?"
Marlon sneered and replied, "To build my image as a good man and to make Grace pay a heavy price. I wanted to ruin her career forever."
Beth laughed coldly and looked at him, "Marlon, I won't let you succeed."
"If everything is a lie, then I don't need to hold back."
With that, Beth pointed the scissors at Marlon's heart and stabbed him furiously.
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