From Humiliated Wife To The Rival’s Most Cherished Bride

Zariah coldly laughed. Her voice stayed calm, almost scary. “This is what you deserve.”

When Allison heard this, she lost control and rushed at her like mad.

She lifted her hand and slapped her hard. The mark showed clearly.

Allison was stunned by the hit. She was about to fight back when the sound of a car came from outside.

In the next moment, she suddenly changed. With a thud, she dropped to her knees in front of Zariah. Tears kept falling like rain.

“Miss Ambrose, I am wrong. I will not go near Denzel again. Please let me go. I cannot lose my radio job…”

Zariah said nothing. She only watched her coldly.

She wanted to see how long Allison would keep acting.

But Allison had already planned it. She knew Denzel had come back, so she cried even harder and kept bowing her head to beg.

Before Zariah could speak, the man rushed in quickly. He pulled Allison behind him and looked at Zariah with cold eyes.

“You want to push her to death before you feel satisfied? Allison does nothing wrong. How can you be so cruel?”

At that moment, Zariah suddenly laughed, and tears fell at the same time.

Yes, Allison did nothing wrong. The one who was wrong was always her.

She did not explain. Her voice was rough as she said, “Leave. Take your people and leave.”

He snorted and held Allison by the waist and walked out of the house.

After they left, Zariah fell to the floor. Her face looked pale and lifeless.

She thought everything ended there.

But at midnight, a bucket of cold water was poured over her head. She woke up at once.

The cold soaked her whole body. Her wounds hurt even more, and her body shook from the pain.

Before she could react, someone pulled her up roughly. They covered her head and took her into a car.

In the dark, a phone suddenly rang loudly. Someone held the phone in front of her.

As soon as the call connected, Denzel’s cold voice came through.

“Are you happy now? Because of your report, Allison cannot stay at the station anymore. Her host job is gone. She cannot face people for the rest of her life… Zariah, you are really cruel.”

Zariah leaned against the car window. Her body was wet, but her voice stayed calm and clear.

“She did many wrong things. She set me up and shamed me. This is what she deserves. I only showed the truth. What is wrong?”

“Ridiculous.” The man’s voice carried anger. He seemed to hate her deeply. “Since you do not admit your fault, go to the detention center and think about it.”

After the call ended, the car stopped in front of the detention center.

No one explained anything. No one asked her. She was pushed inside.

The days were dark, with no light.

Because of Denzel’s order, the people inside either hit her or cursed at her. Food often did not reach her.

At night, there was no bed. She could only curl up on the cold floor.

Her wounds swelled and hurt. Her whole body ached. Hunger and cold kept troubling her day and night.

One day, two days, three days… every moment felt like a year.

On the sixth day, she was released.

The bright sunlight hit her face. She narrowed her eyes without thinking.

Under the light, a man stood there. His presence felt strong.

He looked at her messy and wounded state, then slowly spoke.

His tone carried a little teasing and a little confidence. “I did not expect you to become like this.”

He paused, looking into her empty yet firm eyes, and gave a light smile.

“Now, I help you take back everything that belongs to you. What do you think?”