Lewis Sinir had never met anyone more shameless than this evil woman! What she did to histe wife didn’t deserve prison as punishment but heavenly retribution.

Jessica’s cries, which sounded so fake, made Lewis Sinir’s blood boil even more. He couldn’t stay in this room for too long, or for the first time, he might take someone’s life.

He had a strong urge to give a powerful p to this shameless woman, but he resisted.

"Why are you so evil? Even though I’ve been very good to you. I epted you as part of my family despite your lowly background. We never saw you differently. But how did you repay me? You became the mastermind responsible for my wife’s death.

Why did you do that, Jessica? Why?"

"Father, I’m not—" Jessica’s voice was lost between her sobs.

"Stop lying! Why did you do it, Jessica? Tell me! Why did you hate my wife enough to poison her and kill her slowly? How could you even think of such a thing?"

Lewis could no longer hold back his frustration. Tears began to roll down his cheeks as he remembered how miserably his wife suffered, dying from undetected poison.

"Father, please, your blood pressure..." William Sinir said softly, worried when he saw how red his father’s face was.

Ignoring his son, Lewis continued, his eyes still fixed on Jessica. "I can no longer let you stay in my family, Jessica. There is no ce for you here. And, starting today, you have no right to use my name."

Lewis then looked at his son, "Will, I won’t say anything else to her. Speaking and sharing the same room with her shortens my life. You handle her as I said..." He said.

No words could describe Lewis Sinir’s current feelings. He was devastated and furious, having learned that his wife was poisoned by his own daughter-inw. The woman they once considered family turned out to be a demoness.

He could feel the pain seeping into his heart and bones as he left the room.

He needed to leave immediately before he did something he would regret. He refused to stoop so low as to kill Jessica.

At that moment, he longed to find sce in his great-grandson, Daxton.

"Master..." n was taken aback by how distressed his master looked. He quickly reached out his hand to support him as they left the house. "Should we go back home, Master?"

"No. Please, take me to Little Heaven. I want to see Be and Dax."

"Yes, sir..."

***

Jessica knelt on the floor, facing her husband.

Her tears flowed heavily as she stared at him, sitting there without saying anything. He seemed to have be one with the sofa.

If she couldn’t see the look in his eyes, radiating disappointment and disgust, she would believe her husband was part of the sofa.

’He must be disappointed in me,’ Jessica thought in worry.

She could only kneel and plead to soften William’s heart. She knew her husband’s weakness: seeing her cry. His heart would surely melt, as usual.

"Will, you have to believe me, please," Jessica sobbed as she held onto his feet. "How could I do such a crazy thing? You know how much I’ve given to your family, right?"

Still, no words came from William Sinir’s lips. He only stared at her with the same disgusted look.

"Husband, don’t believe what Be said, please. That woman only hated me. That’s why she ndered me. She wanted to take revenge on me because I despised her in the past. But you know why I hated her, right? I just wanted our family to have a sessor."

Jessica gritted her teeth, looking at William, who still gave her the silent treatment.

"Be is not a good wife for Tristan. I believe her child is not Tristan’s—"

"ENOUGH!!"

Jessica’s words abruptly stopped. Her eyes widened as she looked at William, finally speaking, but his expression was unlike anything she had ever seen.

"Stop speaking. Everythinging out of your mouth is a lie, Jessica! You know that!"

"Will, how could you not believe me?" Jessica’s tears rolled down her cheeks again, and she felt hurt hearing her husband’s anger. "How could you believe that woman over me? I’m your wife, Will. I’ve spent almost all my life with you."

Her cry grew louder, leaving William Sinir even more speechless. Only now did he realize how shameless and maniptive this woman was.

He had never witnessed this side of her before. She always appeared graceful, loving, and beautifully calm. Her love for his family convinced him that she was perfect for him.

In his eyes, her only w was her hatred toward Be and the Donovan family. However, she always made excuses whenever he asked, saying that the Sinirs needed a sessor and Be wasn’t yet pregnant. That’s why he agreed when she forced their son to divorce Be.

Even though he had heard the voice recording, William still hoped his wife wasn’t as evil as his father described.

However, listening to her now, the doubts in his heart faded, and his view of this woman instantly changed.

Gritting his teeth, William said, "Jessica Harris, listen, I will divorce you—"

"NO! NO! I WON’T ACCEPT!" Jessica roared in panic. She would never agree to it. Never!

"You can’t refuse, Jessica. You should have known that the moment you nned to harm my mother, you sealed your fate," William said.

William felt sad and hurt by his own words. Still, he tried hard not to show any sadness before this woman.

"No, I won’t ept it, William, because I didn’t do it. I never did. Trust me, huh?" Jessica shamelessly pleaded. She would never admit anything.

William no longer cared about what she said. He stood from his seat, feeling exhausted from talking with her.

"Wait, wait, William!" Jessica shouted as she tried to stand up and catch him.

Jessica managed to hold William’s feet. While crying, she said, "Please, give me a chance to prove it to you. Huh? Please—"