Revenge On My Husband and His Ex-wife

I crawled over to Savannah, gripping her clothes, pleading desperately,

"I'll do anything you want, just don't hurt Emma and give her the inhaler."

Emma's breaths were barely noticeable; her little hand moved weakly, reaching to wipe my tears.

Savannah glanced down at me with contempt and kicked my injured leg.

Her gaze then fell on the jade pendant around Emma's neck.

She erupted, both laughing and crying, "Look, everyone! This pendant is a family heirloom from my husband's side, and it's ended up around this little cheat's neck!"

"A mistress's kid doesn't deserve such treasures—she must've tricked it out of him!"

Savannah yanked at the pendant's chain, trying to tear it from Emma's neck.

The chain held firm, only leaving a red mark on her neck and making it even harder for her to breathe.

Seeing Savannah's agitation, I seized the moment and snatched Emma back into my arms.

Relief washed over me as I held her close, but then I slipped on the shattered glass.

I fell hard, the pain searing through my back, but I ignored it, desperately digging through Emma's bag for her inhaler and administering it.

Emma's breaths were weak; she couldn't even open her eyes to look at me.

I held her close, my tears falling freely.

Savannah, still holding the pendant, turned the livestream camera back on us.

"Here's the mistress crying, folks. Looks like she's playing for sympathy now."

"If I hadn't shown up today, she'd have gotten away with stealing from our family! Lucky I got our heirloom back."

"This pendant should belong to my son, not this little con artist! Today, I'll show her what happens to mistresses!"

Just then, paramedics and police burst into the room.

The nanny had secretly dialed for help.

The paramedics rushed Emma onto a stretcher, and the police subdued Savannah.

Savannah yelled at the officers, "This is insane! You should be arresting that home wrecker, not me!"

"She seduced my husband and spent millions on her brat's party! She deserves to be locked up for good!"

The officers looked on, unimpressed, "We'll sort this out at the station."

Relieved to see Emma getting oxygen, I turned to the nanny, "Call the lawyer, freeze Dan's accounts."

"And make sure his wife pays for every single thing she's smashed today."