After My Husband's Assistant Got Pregnant, I Chose to Remarry a New Rich Man

The white skirt was raised high. They must have been very happy at that time.

It was a month ago, or two months ago, or even longer. But Kevin never smiled so happily behind my back, because he was busy. Even when traveling, he would spend half of his time with his head down to deal with work.

"But, Rosie..."

Olivia glanced at me as she spoke, timid and guilty.

Kevin hurriedly pulled me over to Olivia, "Rosie, tell Olivia that she is not a mistress, she has not destroyed our relationship and you are willing to get along with her as a sister.”

Seeing Kevin's anxious look, I sneered, "Kevin, you let me call you a mistress sister, do you want to follow the example of old lame drama and share a husband?"

I looked at Olivia, "Olivia, you don't have to pretend to be like this, being a whore and wanting to set up a memorial archway, you know what you are thinking, don't you just want to use your son's status to force me to leave, so that you can marry Kevin and be Mrs. Clarkson in the future?"

Olivia was directly exposed by me, her face turned pale, tears in her eyes. "You... why do you say that to me?"

"What? You don't think so? Then sign now, go abroad as soon as you give birth to a child, never see Kevin again and we will pay for child support. "

Olivia stared at the agreement I handed over, suddenly her breathing became rapid and she clutched her chest tightly. "Kevin, I don't want this child, I can't..."

Suddenly she rolled her eyes and fainted completely in Kevin's arms. Kevin immediately tapped her face in panic. "Olivia, wake up, I'll take you to the hospital right away."

When passing by me, Kevin suddenly raised his hand and slapped me hard in the face, "Rosie Dewitt, I indulged you too much, letting you forget your identity and you coldly ignored the blood of the Clarkson Family. Olivia is so pure and sensitive. She always feels sorry for you and gives in everywhere, but you actually stabbed her heart with a knife."

"Come here, lock the wife in the basement and don't let her out without my order," he said to the bodyguard while holding Olivia and strode away.

Olivia's head hung on her shoulders and when she walked out, she looked at me with sneer and disdain.

I struggled hard and was eventually pushed to the basement by the bodyguard and tied to a chair.

I shouted desperately and the two of them took out a piece of rag from somewhere and stuffed it into my mouth. Instantly, a fishy smell filled my mouth. I vomited desperately and only whimpering sounds were left.

The basement was dark and after struggling for a long time, I collapsed on the chair weakly. My stomach began to growl, and in the end, only waves of nausea and stinging in the stomach remained.

I dozed off and woke up again, only to feel that my whole body had lost consciousness and my limbs seemed to be out of control.

I didn’t know how long it took, when suddenly the door of the basement opened and Kevin supported Olivia and stood tall at the entrance.

"Rosie, have you thought it through? Now if you admit your mistake and apologize to Olivia, I will let you out immediately. You should be hungry after being locked up for two days,” he said.

I tried to curse with a little strength, "Asshole, what did I do wrong? Was it because I didn't clap to celebrate your finding a mistress, or because I didn't take care of your mistress until she got pregnant? "

But as soon as I opened my mouth, my eyes went dark and I passed out.

A warm embrace hugged me in a daze.

"Why are you so stubborn? How can you get along with Olivia in the future? You really need to be tempered."

When I opened my eyes again, I was lying on the hospital bed. My wrist was wrapped in thick gauze.

Just as I was about to move, a nurse came in.