Chapter summary: Chapter 956 from the book The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge by Lavender
Discover the most important events of Chapter 956, a chapter full of surprises in the acclaimed novel The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge. With the engaging writing of Lavender, this Romance masterpiece continues to thrill and captivate with every page.
"Mr. Kaufman, are you alright?"
The guards noticed his sudden collapse, but Connor couldn't form the words to respond. It wasn't until his bodyguards rushed in from outside and saw him writhing in agony that they dragged him to the car and sped toward the nearest hospital.
Connor had no idea what was happening. A torrential flood of shattered memories slammed into his consciousness, playing frame by frame like a broken film reel. He desperately tried to grasp the disjointed fragments, but they kept slipping through his fingers.
When Violet described the fatal crash, the mental dam finally broke. He could vividly feel his parents' bodies crushing him to the floorboard, shielding him. He could feel the searing heat of the inferno roaring behind him, the suffocating wave of a fiery shockwave.
They had thrown themselves over him to keep him alive. The horrifying screams of a man and a woman burning alive echoed endlessly in his ears. He remembered the paramedics pulling him from the wreckage, and Marcus wrapping him in a tight embrace, whispering frantic comforts.
As a terrified child, he could do nothing but scream for his mom and dad. But the seed of vengeance had already been planted. Marcus had taken him away. The ensuing memories were fractured—flashes of growing up with his uncle, and hazy afternoons with Gwyn. He remembered playing games on a tablet with her, but whenever he tried to focus on her face, a splitting headache blinded him.
Connor was rushed into the hospital, where doctors quickly ran a full battery of tests before rolling him into the emergency room.
Three grueling hours later, they wheeled him out. He looked completely catatonic. As the anesthesia wore off, he lay motionless in the hospital bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. The fog had finally lifted. He remembered everything.
The horrifying truth of his parents' death. His childhood with Gwyn. The vile woman he had just visited in prison. He finally knew exactly who she was.



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