Chapter 155 Ruined and Disgraced
Everyone stared in shock at Karen's pale face.
Everyone knew the police wouldn't arrest someone without solid evidence.
So, Karen hiring a hitman was basically confirmed!
With cold handcuffs on her wrist, Karen's ears buzzed, and her vision went dark.
'What's going on? How could this happen?! I hired reliable people to kill the illegitimate girl, paid them well, and it didn't even happen in the country. How could it have been exposed and traced back to me?!'
"Karen! Karen!"
Bray was terrified as he saw his wife being taken away by the police. He called out desperately, trying to chase after her, but after just a few steps, he clutched his chest in pain, his vision went black, and he fell backward.
"Quick! Call 911!" Patrick was shocked, quickly ordering people to carry the unconscious Bray away.
Eric was completely stunned.
Edward watched everything with a cold expression, showing no intention of helping the Adams family.
In front of everyone, Karen was taken away by the police in a humiliating manner.
As she passed by Nicole, she gave her one last tearful look, nearly breaking Nicole.
"Don't take her away! She didn't kill anyone! Karen!"
Nicole cried and shouted, but after just a few steps, there was a sound.
Suddenly, she felt a chill, and there were gasps all around!
The haute couture dress she had taped to her body had lost its stickiness due to sweat, and the off-shoulder dress slipped down, leaving her in just a strapless bra and underwear, completely exposed in front of everyone!
Nicole curled up in fear, covering her chest with her arms, feeling utterly humiliated!
Tiffany watched the helpless scene with anger and regret for organizing this embarrassing birthday party for Nicole.
Meanwhile, Debra hid in a corner, sipping wine and enjoying the spectacle. Witnessing Nicole's downfall, a sense of euphoria surged within her, a relentless smile adorning her face.
Around them, some men with ill intentions had already taken out their phones to take pictures.
Eric lazily rested his elbow on Edward, his eyes full of mockery.
Edward felt that decades of love had turned into a ridiculous joke.
His starry eyes lowered, filled with dark desolation, and he turned to walk away resolutely.
Nicole felt an overwhelming sense of despair. She stood up and chased after him, "Edward!"
But she forgot she was still naked, now completely exposed!
"Look at Nicole's stomach! What are those marks?!"
"They look like stretch marks!"
"They are stretch marks! I know what they look like!"
"Oh my God! She has a child and still pretends to be innocent. Nicole is disgusting!"
"Edward is so unlucky!"
It was over.
Her dreams, everything, all turned to dust and vanished.
In the hallway, Edward walked forward with a deep, somber gaze.
Eric walked silently beside him, wanting to say something several times but hesitating.
"Do you think I'm pathetic, stupid, and ridiculous?" Edward's voice was hoarse as if it had been scorched by fire, and his thin lips pulled into a broken, bitter smile.
Eric shook his head seriously, "No, Edward, I'm your only friend, your best bro. No matter what happens, I won't laugh at you. I just think it's a pity."
"A pity." Edward closed his bloodshot eyes, tearing apart every memory of Nicole. "There's nothing to pity. I was blind and couldn't see people clearly. I deserve it."
"No, it's not that."
Eric sighed with deep regret, "It's a pity that during those three years Evelyn was married to you, if it weren't for Nicole, maybe you two could have fallen in love. You could have been happy instead of being at each other's throats. Don't you think?"
'Possibly, happy.'
Edward suddenly stopped, his deep eyes lost in thought.
"Edward, can we not get divorced? Because I love you."
Evelyn's words echoed in his ears, bringing intense pain. He leaned against the wall, his fingers trembling into a fist, feeling a suffocating sense of drowning, and his chest bursting with collapsing pain.
At that time, Evelyn had cried and begged him not to divorce. He thought it was just her desperate attempt to hold onto the marriage. He dismissed her, seeing her as a cage he wanted to escape from. Now he realized. Evelyn never wanted to bind him. Her last declaration of love was a desperate attempt to keep the love alive. She knew he never loved her. So she tried her best to keep him, fearing that after the divorce, she wouldn't even have the right to love him.
"That girl must be three or four years old, meaning that when Nicole was in Mythorica, she was secretly involved with that man. But if I remember correctly, she was still pestering you at that time, giving you the impression that she always loved you and ended up in a foreign country for you. But behind your back, she was always getting involved with other men."
Edward clutched his chest, the pain making his whole body tremble, as if even breathing would kill him.
"Nicole always had men around her and you were just one of them." Eric looked at him deeply, "But in Evelyn's heart, there was always only you. Do you remember that night when it was raining heavily, and you went to her house? Do you know what she told me?"
Edward looked at him blankly, his forehead soaked with sweat.
"I tried to confess to her, but she rejected me outright." Eric's smile was bitter, "She said, without Edward, she wouldn't love anyone."
Edward's pupils contracted sharply, his internal organs feeling like they were being cruelly twisted by a sharp blade, causing every nerve in his body to spasm in pain.
'Evelyn, you said without me, you wouldn't love anyone. So, our encounter wasn't just three years. I appeared in your life much earlier, right? Evelyn, I need you to give me an answer!'
At that moment, Edward's phone vibrated. He shakily took it out, seeing it was Tyler calling. Thinking it might be something about Byron, he quickly answered, "Tyler, did something happen to Byron?"
"Mr. Wellington had a sudden stroke. Please come to the hospital immediately!"
"What?!" Edward's heart tightened.
"But don't worry, Mr. Wellington has been moved from the emergency room to a VIP ward, and his condition is stable."
Tyler said with lingering fear, "Thanks to Ms. Taylor's initial first aid, she bought time for the rescue. Otherwise, Mr. Wellington would have been in danger!"
Edward's cheeks burned with shame, as if he had been slapped countless times.
