The Day I Painted My Husband's Bride novel Chapter 9

Alex's face grew increasingly pale as he was bombarded with questions. Patrick shielded me and tried to push through the crowd to leave. Alex desperately rushed forward again, but tripped over the crowd and accidentally hit his front tooth. Ignoring the blood on his face, he only focused on trying to stop me, blurting out without restraint: "Ember! I was wrong! She tricked me! She kept saying she loved me, but she was just trying to get close to you through me, to keep tabs on you!"

Keep tabs on me?

I looked at him suspiciously, stopping in my tracks. Patrick rushed over and grabbed him, lifting him off the ground. Alex flailed in panic, grasping at the air: "What do you mean, keeping tabs on Ember? Explain yourself clearly! Was it you and that woman who hit Uncle Carter back then?"

In his panic, Alex hastily denied: "It wasn't me, it was her! She had been drinking that day and hit someone. I only helped her escape because there were no cameras at the time. I really didn't hit your dad, I went to the hospital just to check on his condition..."

Alex was thrown back to the ground, immediately realizing he shouldn't have said those things, but it was too late.

Even after Patrick drove me home, I was still shaking uncontrollably.

Seven years. Not only had I been his doormat for seven years, but I had also used my father's hard-earned money to fund the extravagant lifestyle of these two who had nearly killed him! I wanted to slap myself hard.

I looked helplessly at Patrick. He pulled me into his arms, gently comforting me: "It's pretty much in line with what Uncle Carter and I investigated. Uncle Carter didn't want to pursue it, fearing you'd blame yourself. Now that you know anyway!"

"Sue them, help me sue them. I want them to go to jail. These two scumbags, they deserve to die..." I cried loudly in his arms.

On the day of the trial, I learned the whole truth from Alex and Nadia's mutual accusations.

Years ago, after Nadia hit my father while drunk driving, Alex helped her flee the scene. Later, worried, he secretly went to the hospital to check on my father's condition.

Patrick had left to catch his flight, and I mistakenly believed Alex was my father's savior. Nadia took the opportunity to demand that Alex stay by my side to constantly monitor the situation.

Alex, fearing Nadia would be discovered by the police, used the money my father gave him to send her abroad.

No wonder such a large sum of money disappeared without Alex spending it.

Six years passed, and I had no doubts about this. Nadia returned to the country, becoming dissatisfied with Alex not being able to accompany her constantly, and frequently provoked me.

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