Chapter 884: 262: Directly Abusing Trash!_6
But what happened next was something Paige Gresia had never anticipated.
Soon enough, her husband, Henry Martin, walked right in.
The two were quickly entangled with each other.
Obscenities were flying back and forth.
“I’ve had enough of that old woman, Paige!”
“She’s nowhere near you…”
Upon seeing this, Paige’s blood pressure shot up.
She could hardly believe that Henry Martin was cheating on her right under her nose.
And with Pag Gar too.
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Picking up a water glass from the table, Paige hurled it violently at the computer screen.
She had been married to Henry Martin for thirty years.
They had weathered countless storms together.
Back then, Henry Martin was penniless and destitute. She borrowed 100,000 dollars from her father, providing him with start-up capital.
Reflecting on their thirty years together, tears welled up in Paige’s eyes.
Back in the day, she had so many suitors.
However, she chose Henry Martin, willing to sever ties with her parents just to be with him.
Her parents were right.
Henry Martin was scum.
Would there be a Henry Martin today if not for Paige Gresia?
He was simply ungrateful.
Paige wished she could kill Henry Martin right then and there.
But she soon calmed down.
Firstly, she had to deal with Pag Gar immediately.
Secondly, simply dealing with Pag Gar wouldn’t solve the problem. She had to tackle the issue at its root. If it weren’t Pag Gar, there would be other women. She couldn’t afford to let Henry Martin father an illegitimate child. After all, in this day and age, even illegitimate children could inherit.
Considering this, Paige immediately contacted her assistant.
When Henry Martin came home, Paige didn’t seem to be any different, even going so far as to personally serve him a bowl of ginseng soup.
After drinking down the soup, Henry Martin instantly blacked out, losing consciousness.
Paige ordered people to move Henry Martin to the bed.
Then, picking up a syringe, she jabbed it into Henry Martin’s stomach.
Paige had studied medicine when she was younger.
As a result, she knew a bit about medical procedures.
The syringe contained an anaesthetic.
After injecting all of it, Paige picked up a scalpel.
Looking at what was in her hand, Paige broke into a sardonic grin.
If Henry Martin wouldn’t allow her peace, she wouldn’t afford him the same privilege either.
All the hardships and adversity of thirty years..
Weren’t worth as much as this little vixen!
The more Paige thought about it, the angrier she grew. And now, she was heading over to where Pag Gar lived.
The knock resonated through the house and Pag Gar promptly opened the door.
Seeing who it was, Pag Gar greeted her, smiling, “Godmother.”
That term seemed so ironic now.
She had always considered Pag Gar as “family.”
So she told Pag Gar everything.
The image from the video enraged Paige, compelled her to raise her hand.
The imprint of a red swollen slap soon emerged on Pag Gar’s face.
Pag Gar, her face cupped in her hands, looked at Paige, “Godmother, what did I do wrong?”
“You slut!” Paige yelled, throwing a kick in Pag Gar’s direction, “Did you really think I didn’t know? You’re nothing but a bitch!”
That kick sent Pag Gar sprawling back onto the ground.
A sense of foreboding quickly filled Pag Gar’s heart.
Could it be that Paige Gresia knows?
But how would Paige Gresia know?
“Godmother, listen to my explanation,” Pag Gar hugged Paige Gresia’s foot, “I can explain.”
“Explain what? How you’ve been messing around with Henry Martin?” Paige Gresia continued to kick out.
She wished she could kick Pag Gar to death on the spot.
Pag Gar fell to the ground, her body throbbing with agony.
She could never have dreamed that things would turn out this way.
What should she do now?
Paige Gresia stripped Pag Gar naked again, taking a bunch of nude photos.
Even after Paige Gresia had left,
Pag Gar remained curled up on the ground, crying miserably.
Videos of a married man messing around with his mistress show up on Facebook’s hot topics.
However, the face of the married man was censored, while the mistress’s face was completely visible.
Pag Gar, who was once engaged to Samuel Thompson, is somewhat famous on Facebook.
“My God, how did Pag Gar degenerate to this state?”
“That’s disgusting! She can even go down on such an old man? I’m going to throw up!”
“From the time Pag Gar conspired against Samuel Thompson, I knew this woman was no good. But I didn’t expect her to be morally corrupt to this extent.”
“Homewreckers deserve to die!”
“I heard that the man in the video was castrated!”
“Wow, the original wife is so powerful! Is it real?”
The nightmare for Pag Gar was far from over.
Soon, the police came knocking, and after an investigation, she was implicated in a medical incident.
Cheryl Forrest and Yvette Tuchman were nearly killed by Pag Gar.
This was a case of attempted murder.
Pag Gar knew how severe the charges were, so naturally, she denied it.
But she can’t deny it when there’s clear evidence.
The officer in charge of the interrogation said, “Murray has already confessed to the whole process and provided the transaction records between you two. If you’re not involved in this, can you explain this large transaction?”
Under layer upon layer of evidence, Pag Gar finally admitted the truth.
Upon realizing that his wife had castrated him, Henry Martin almost passed out from anger.
But for the sake of his reputation, he didn’t dare call the police.
If he reported it, everyone would know about it.
“Paige Gresia! You cheap woman!”
“Am I the cheap one?” Paige Gresia crossed her arms, her eyes menacing, “All this is thanks to you! It was all you forced me to do! Henry Martin, you swore in front of me that if you betrayed me, you’d be struck by five thunders! Let me tell you, you better behave yourself. Otherwise, I can do anything! This is just the beginning.”
Henry Martin was speechless for a moment.
After many years of marriage with Paige Gresia, he knew her well.
She always did what she said she would.
Paige Gresia didn’t say anything more and turned to leave.
After a day in the hospital, Cheryl Forrest’s condition stabilized, and she could be transferred to the maternity center today.
Meanwhile, Viola Thompson was getting ready to head back to Capital City.
Isaac Tuchman prepared a large array of gifts and personally escorted Viola Thompson onto the plane.
“Miss Thompson, have a safe journey.”
Viola Thompson smiled slightly. “Thank you.”
Only after watching Viola Thompson’s figure disappear into the boarding gate did Isaac Tuchman turn to leave.
At Rachel Barton’s insistence, Delia Frieman decided to clarify things with Noah Reed today.
Although Delia Frieman was somewhat hesitant,
these words came from Rachel Barton, who had been to university and was certainly more knowledgeable than her, who hadn’t even finished middle school.
Delia Frieman asked Noah Reed to meet.
This was the first time Delia Frieman had asked him out.
Noah Reed was very excited, “Sister, I am thrilled today.”
Delia Frieman looked at Noah Reed, “There’s something I want to tell you.”
“What is it?” Noah Reed asked.
Delia Frieman took a deep breath, tried to steady herself, and prevent her voice from trembling, “Do you know why I always say that there’s an insurmountable gulf between us? Because, I have a very scandalous past. I used to…work in the red-light district.”