His Real Wedded Bride

Chapter 1269 You Are Too Naive

"Don't you think that you are too naive, Ms. Bai? Who put such an idea in your head that I will still let

you see the light of day after taking pains of bringing you here? Well, sorry to tell you, this will be the

last place you will ever see. Want to expose my crime? You can do it in the next life!"

Full of hate, Miranda spat those words at Rachel. Danny, who stood right next to her felt chills run down

his spine. But still, he nodded. And Rachel, she had never felt so scared and desperate in her entire life

until now. She didn't expect that Miranda was a bold and crazy bitch.

Now that Rachel had the time to contemplate about her actions, she regretted that she had provoked

Miranda. Had she known that Miranda was psychologically unstable, she would not have acted on

impulse. 'How could I get out of here? Think, think, think! I don't want to die yet! I couldn't die like this!'

"I'm really sorry, Mrs. Zhan! Please forgive me! I now learned my lesson. I shouldn't have done this. I

wasn't thinking clearly! I promise, when I get home, I will destroy all the evidences! Please, trust me. I

will really do it!"

Lying on her stomach, Rachel begged like a dog.

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And the more wretched Rachel was, the happier Miranda felt.

Truth be told, what she felt towards the girl was complicated. When she learned of her husband's affair,

she was more jealous than enraged. Rachel was younger and more beautiful than her. Though there

was no love lost between her and her husband, the feeling of humiliation surfaced. They were well-

known in high society. What would they say if they learned about the affair? It was a harsh slap in her

face. And it was payback time!

"Trust you? Are you kidding me, Ms. Bai? I wasn't born yesterday. The moment I let you go, you will

send me to prison!"

Miranda snapped, her voice as cold as ice. Sentencing Rachel to death was so easy. It was just like

talking about the weather.

"No, I won't! I swear! I will never ever call the police! What should I do to make you believe me, Mrs.

Zhan?! Please, tell me. I will do anything. ANYTHING!"

In a trembling voice, Rachel pleaded and pleaded. With tears rolling down her dusty cheeks, she was a

picture of hopelessness. But Rachel didn't care how she looked at the moment. Her goal was to get out

of her bad predicament. She would do everything to convince that woman to let her go.

Then, she supported herself up with her arms and knees, and crawled towards Miranda. As she

approached her, she reached out to grasp her feet. But before she could touch them, Miranda kicked

her hard. A foot connected with her left cheek. She fell down on the ground and shrank with pain.

"Don't try anything anymore, Ms. Bai. Save your energy for later. Whatever you do, I will never change

my mind. Know the saying, 'if there's no fire, there's no smoke?' So, you see...the best thing to do in

this situation is put off the fire. If you will be on your best behavior from now on, I promise you I will give

you a quick death." As Miranda was saying the last sentence, she bent down to look at Rachel face to

face. Then, she gave Rachel's bruised cheek a pat.

"Ms. Bai," Danny started, "don't try to shout anymore for help. Nobody can hear you. You should have

learned from the business industry never to provoke someone you can't handle." Turning to Miranda,

he said, "Darling, when are we going to do it? We can do it right now, or you rest first. Your choice."

The warehouse they were in had been closed for several years now. Thus, it was very warm and stuffy

inside. All of them were sweating so hard. Though Danny found a piece of paper which he used to fan

Miranda, it wasn't enough.

Looking up at Danny, Rachel lost her last hope of escaping. She was praying that Danny was a soft-

hearted man. But after seeing his expression of ruthlessness, that last fire of hope was extinguished.

Though it was hard to accept, Rachel was slowly trying to come to terms with herself. This was her last

day. She already resigned herself to her fate—DEATH.

Time passed agonizingly slow in the darkness.

Nobody moved or spoke among them. Miranda wanted Rachel to experience the last peace she could

ever have. After all, there was still a little good left in her.

In the midst of silence, a memory suddenly popped up. Like a movie slowly playing in front of her eyes,

Miranda saw how she accidentally killed her husband that day. She could see how fearful and panicky

she was. Never had she thought that she would be a murderer one day. Nightmare after nightmare was

all she experienced every night she closed her eyes.

She didn't want to suffer sleepless nights anymore. She knew that committing another crime would not

stop the nightmares. However, she believed that this was inevitable.

In the end, she realized that no one could have the best of everything. Life after all was like a wheel.

Sometimes you were up, and sometimes you were down. One must be ready with the consequences of

every decision made. In her case, her life would never be the same again.

'Rachel, you deserve what's coming to you!' Convincing herself, Miranda kept on repeating the line in

her mind.

Meanwhile, Rachel was experiencing the same thing. She was staring out of nowhere. In a slow

motion, her whole life played back in her mind. But in reverse. It started with seeing Charles and the

last moments they were together. She realized that being with him was the happiest moment in her

whole life. Her biggest regret was that she didn't treasure them.

She could vividly hear Charles' sweet whispers. And one by one, the romantic moments they shared

flashed. They looked so ordinary for her at that time, but once the chances of having them once more

were gone, you could no longer have them anymore, and everything would be special.

How sweet they were! Enveloped in their love, they could only see each other. They found happiness

even in ordinary things. Their love was so pure and innocent. But, in just a snap of a finger, everything

was gone. Life was really fleeting. If she could just turn back the time, she would definitely treasure

every minute she had with Charles. She would make sure that every day would be something special

for him, for both of them.

'Charles! Oh, Charles!' Rachel's heart shouted the name of the man of her dreams. 'This is just a

dream. A very bad dream! When I wake up, Charles will be there, waiting for me with open arms!' If

anyone could only know what was going on in her mind, one would pity her. Poor woman!

"It's time, Ms. Bai. Any last wish? I will see to it that they happen the way you want them," Miranda

finally said.

"One day, Mrs. Zhan, you will get what you deserve! Do you think I'm the only one who knows of your

crime? My death will not keep your secret! Somebody will expose you! Just wait and see. Hah!" Rachel

shouted maliciously at Miranda.

Miranda was shocked! Though she couldn't tell whether Rachel was telling the truth or not, it made her

hesitate.

"Who else knows about this?" she asked.

"Why should I tell you, Mrs. Zhan?" Rachel replied calmly in a sing-song voice.

It was so dark that Miranda couldn't see Rachel clearly. But she could tell that underneath her calm

reply was a mockery solely intended for her. Was it a threat? She couldn't really tell. But one thing was

for sure, she was losing her patience. Then, Miranda flared up and gave Rachel a big slap.

It was so hard that Rachel fell on her side. She felt the warm sting in her cheek. She tasted the

rustiness of the blood oozing at the side of her lips. She spat it out immediately. Then she raised her

head arrogantly to maintain her dignity.

"It doesn't really matter whether you tell me or not. What is important is you. Don't you agree? One way

or another, you will face death." Still, Rachel's words continued to make Miranda think. 'If someone else

really knows what happened, and has proof, why does Rachel just threaten me with it now?' Miranda

couldn't help but feel a little intimidated by Rachel's revelation. But after careful deliberation, it all boiled

down to one thing—SHE DIDN'T BELIEVE HER!