Divorced the Cheater, Became the Bride Her Ex-boyfriend Wanted

Eliana was locked up for a full day and night.

She did not wait for Bryson; instead, Althea came to the door.

Unlike Eliana’s weak state, Althea looked bright and smug as she said, “You saw it, in this kind of choice between two. Bryson will always trust me.”

“Today, you dissected your own child’s body. How did it feel? Does your heart ache to the point of breaking?”

Eliana’s face turned pale, she suddenly grabbed her wrist and asked coldly, “How did you know? Was all of this done by you? Wasn’t it!”

The fake expression on Althea’s face disappeared completely; only endless cruelty stayed.

She spoke lightly, “Yes, I did it.”

“Back then, Bryson gave me the child’s funeral matter. I felt sorry for you having no daughter, so I sank the child’s body into the pond behind the villa, letting your child stay by your side for four years.”

“This time as well, I had people bring the body out, and I personally sent it to you. Speaking of it, you should thank me. Otherwise, you would stay unaware for your whole life.”

“Eliana, I have treated you kindly.”

Every word Althea said felt like a knife stabbing Eliana’s heart.

Her real daughter, after passing, did not even have a grave, yet she foolishly raised the mistress’s child for four years.

If her daughter’s spirit was still around, seeing her own mother treat others so well, yet ignore her, how painful would it be?

And the one who caused all of this was Althea!

In an instant, only strong killing intent stayed in Eliana’s eyes. She took the fruit knife from the bedside table and moved to attack her.

“Althea, you made my daughter die in pain, then you also cannot live!”

Before the knife went into Althea’s body, she shouted loudly first. “Bryson, Eliana wants to kill me, save me!”

The next moment, Bryson showed up behind her, while shielding Althea, with the other hand pushing Eliana down to the floor.

“Have you lost your mind?! Trying to kill someone at home, Eliana, do you want to become a killer and go to prison!”

Eliana was hit until her ears rang, buzzing.

Before, the wives in that group saw that she had no family support, so they picked on her everywhere.

There was even a time she got slapped.

After Bryson found out, he went to the other person’s house that same night, cut off the other person’s hand, and forced the other person’s company to go bankrupt.

So it was not because of love, it was only because the one who bullied her was not Althea.

Eliana raised her gaze and looked straight at him, asking, “Bryson, Althea is not as easy and gentle as you think. Just now, she told me herself. Our child was thrown into the water in the backyard for four years. If you don’t believe, you can look at the surveillance in the room!"

Althea’s heart grew tight; she did not expect there was a camera set up in the bedroom.

Bryson frowned, just about to talk, when he saw Hera standing by the door.

Bryson called her over.

“Hera, were you outside the whole time? You tell Dad what just happened in the room? Who is lying?”

Hera raised her eyes to the three adults ahead of her, then pointed at Eliana and said, “Dad, it was Mommy Eliana who is lying.”

Eliana’s heart dropped hard.

This was the child she had taken care of for four years, truly heartless.

“Hera, mom always reminded you, a person should be truthful, you were not. One day, you will answer for what you did.”

Bryson felt displeased with Eliana’s present state and said coldly, “Stop, even a child you want to frighten, you still won’t accept your bad intent?”

“What you said is true. A person should be truthful; you were not, so you must also take the punishment.”

Eliana had not even responded when the maids had already rushed forward and pushed her down to kneel on the floor.

“If you lie, you should be punished with slaps, which also shows a good example to the child.”

“99 slaps, not a single one can be skipped.”

Without allowing Eliana to say anything, the maids hit her hard, and she only felt her face burning with pain.

By the 33rd slap, blood had come from the corner of Eliana’s mouth.

At the 66th slap, her face had puffed up like a pig’s head, and she could no longer speak properly.

By the last, 99th slap, Eliana had already been left with only half her strength, falling to the ground in deep sadness.

She watched the man’s back as it slowly moved farther away.

The promises he once gave were also close to disappearing.

“Eliana, marry me. I will not let you suffer any pain.”

“Eliana, your younger brother is my younger brother too. I will care for him for life.”

“Eliana, let’s have a child. I will love her like a little princess.”

Bryson, ah, Bryson, not one of those promises from before had you fulfilled.

If she had one more chance, she would rather die together with her younger brother than marry him.