My Perfect Marriage Was His Perfect Crime novel Chapter 47

Scott's laughter came from behind the door, "So how are you going to repay me? I risked my life to lie for you. You know how the boss is. If he finds out the real person who saved him eight years ago was Nicole, and that all the harm he did to the real savior was for you, he's not going to let me off."

"Also, to get revenge for you, after you left that day, I inserted two broken bone nails into Nicole's ankle."

"Hahaha, won't she be a cripple for life now?"

The two of them laughed and cursed, exposing all the filthy things they had done in the past years.

Larry heard enough. His heart was sinking. He felt as though it was being pierced with a sharp blade, the pain unbearable.

Three years. It turned out Nicole was the woman he truly loved, and he had six living children with her.

He felt hopeless and screamed as he fired several shots.

His subordinates rushed in, all paralyzed in fear by the scene before them.

Larry was covered in blood, his eyes wild with murderous intent as he pointed at Scott, who lay lifeless on the floor, "Drag him out and chop him into pieces to feed to the dogs."

On the bed, his phone buzzed.

Pamela, who had been shot but hadn't passed out, screamed as she tried to grab it.

Larry kicked her over.

He quickly grabbed the phone, thinking it was my message. As he opened it, the smile on his face froze.

In the video, I was being lifted and thrown into an alligator pit.

"Just as you wished, feeding the fish now."

"No…" He screamed in agony, and as he exited the video, he noticed a blackmail message from his rival and Pamela's reply.

He couldn't care less about his anger. In a panic, he dialed a number, trembling as he spoke, "10 billion, no, 20 billion, I'll give you anything. Please save my wife, immediately!"

A short mocking laugh came from the other end.

Looking at my bandaged legs and the worry in Brandon's eyes, I felt guilty and ashamed.

Once, I had been the most promising surgeon, surrounded by like-minded partners.

At the peak of my career, I chose a man over my future.

Though my colleagues had regrets, they still wished me well, especially Brandon. I still remember the helplessness in his eyes.

Now, in my miserable state, only they hadn't abandoned me. They helped me escape my cage.

Everyone in the cabin had kind and understanding expressions.

I cried with joy, "I'm sorry, everyone. I won't leave the team again. I want to travel the world with all of you, and contribute my true value."

Brandon wiped my tears with a handkerchief, "Nicole, it's an honor for our team to have you back. Don't blame yourself. You've always been the best."