His Real Wedded Bride

Chapter 211 The Battered-Body Trick

"Anyway, I will never allow them to further use the money that my late mother had saved up. Otherwise,

it would be shameful to meet her in the netherworld." Aron said coldly.

Simon furrowed his eyebrows. "Aron, it was I who failed you and your mother. However, so much time

has already passed. You should have treated Wendy with more kindness as she has been with us for

so many years. Anyway, we are one family bound to mutual trust and love."

Every word Simon uttered was in favor of Wendy and Yvonne. After all, Simon had his affection for the

two of them because they have been together for a long time.

Simon had prepared a big sum of money for them to live comfortably for the rest of their lives. As for

Aron, he intended to let him run the dying family company.

"One family? My grandparents are my family. I will be in trouble unless they find out what they have to

be warned. It is well advised that you prepare this sum of money as soon as possible, otherwise, we

will properly settle it in court." Aron said with contempt.

"I was going to take a walk, but now I have lost any desire to do so. Goodbye." Aron hurried away,

paying no attention to Simon's pleading.

Simon stared at Aron's receding figure, with a growing sense of bewilderment about his son's

character, which was quite different from when he was little.

Aron used to be timid, easily cowed and introverted, keeping his distance from Simon, who favored

Yvonne more. This was why Yvonne grew up spoiled.

However, at that moment, with pride and confidence, Aron was no longer that child.

"Simon, what took you so long!" Wendy welcomed Simon, holding his hand, "By no means should you

entrust the family company to Aron, otherwise...."

"What? Are you going to leave me?" Simon replied with a sarcastic laugh. "Wendy, I should have seen

through your evil ways early!"

"You... What are you talking about?" Wendy dared not make eye contact: "That's a serious accusation

you are making right now. I have devoted myself to running this company and this family!"

"Enough with your double dealing and self-serving intentions." Simon rebuked. "I listened to every

advice of yours, only for this company to get stuck in this dire situation it is in now. Moreover, our

daughter has turned into a useless waste of a woman. How could you defend yourself before me?"

"She......" Mandy had planned to hide Yvonne's pregnancy from Simon as she was sure that he would

lose his mind if he found out. But little did she expect that Aron would divulge this to Simon.

"Simon, it was not Yvonne's fault at all. It was unexpected that Yvonne would lose her baby. Nobody

wanted that to happen." Wendy tried to explain it with Simon in a tone of shame.

"So on whom should I put blame? On you?" Simon challenged Wendy, "Enough with you fantasies of

running this company. I won't leave it to you. Now send for Yvonne. I need to talk to my daughter."

"She....." Wendy wanted to answer back but bit her tongue. "Ok, I will call her."

After Aron left, Yvone's was in a good mood. She returned to her room and rested in bed. As long as

no one was contending with her for the family estate, she was happy. When Wendy came over, Yvonne

was lying in bed eating snacks. She asked with a frown, "What Mom? Is there some more drama?"

"How could you have snacks in such a good mood?" Wendy sighed, "Your Dad is waiting for you

downstairs for an explanation of the miscarriage you just had."

"What other explanation is needed?" Yvonne expressed her displeasure, "It was an accident."

"You had better not talk to your father this way." Wendy sighed, fully aware of the trouble Aron brought.

"Your father is already unhappy about your unexpected pregnancy which got worse with your

miscarriage. If you keep contradicting him, we may be left with nothing. We need to come up with a

plan...." Wendy suggested. "First and foremost, you had better prove yourself innocent."

"Mom, your fear is often greater than the actual danger!" Yvonne was worried but she tried to hide it.

"After all, I am his daughter, and I deserve a share of the company."

"Ah my child, you know nothing." Wendy couldn't keep still. "Now your Dad is shaking with anger. So

you had better not provoke him anymore. Aron is his only son and out of guilt he intends to leave him Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

everything. When that happens, we would be left with nothing!"

Wendy's anxiety started to rub off on Yvonne "OK, in that case, what do you have in mind? If Dad

pressed with this matter, what should I do...."

"Regain your composure first. You are still the apple of his eyes, and he won't abandon you anyway."

She whispered to Yvonne, "We may try the battered-body trick. You should...."

Meanwhile, Simon got tired waiting and decided to go upstairs to talk to Yvonne. Then Wendy hurried

downstairs, forgetting to put on one slipper.

"Why are you in such a hurry? What about Yvonne?" Why is she still upstairs?" Simon became rather

impatient.

Wendy, mastering her emotions, cried to Simon. "Simon, our daughter... just cut her wrist to end her

life."

Simon's blood ran cold and ran to Yvonne's room as fast as he could, forgetting the scandal he had

intended to investigate.

Wendy secretly smiled at the sight of Simon's anxious figure.

She knew that this trick did work.

Simon raced toward Yvonne's room and found her lifeless on the bed, covered in her own blood. The

scarlet red color was all over the white bed sheet.