Chapter 406: Don't Do Anything Stupid

Although Avery couldn't see Mr. Howel's face, she could sense that Mr. Howel was thrilled about the game. It was a state of ecstasy.

Avery witnessed Evan leave the study. Then she couldn't see him anymore. There were only two images on the screen. They were bigger and clearer.

The two women on the screen were struggling. The time bomb tied on the waist kept ticking. It created a weird tension among them.

Avery had a calm personality. But she had to admit she lost it at the moment. Her heartbeat, as shown on the monitor, was faster and faster.

Avery took a deep breath. She knew everything she did was captured by the camera. She could vaguely sense Mr. Howel, behind the scene, gloated as she became uneasy.

"Miss Peters, you need to calm down," the doctor said.

Avery closed her eyes. She turned her head away. But she was in a chaotic mind.

She thought of running away by excusing herself to the restroom. But she was pregnant. Plus, there were so many eyes on her. She had a tiny window.

Avery didn't know how long it was. But the maid was kind to tell her Evan was in the shot again.

Avery felt a twitch. She opened her eyes and saw Evan's face. Then she heard Mr. Howel's big and gloating laughter.

"Hahaha. Miss Peters, I hope you're not too disappointed."

Evan was in the same place as Diana.

On the other hand, Tinder was at the place where the imposter was.

Avery closed her eyes. As it turned out, Evan, in the scheme that was deliberately set up, chose Diana. Between her and Diana, Evan chose her over Avery. He chose Diana and gave up on her and their baby.

She wasn't surprised by the result. She knew in advance how important Diana was to Evan.

But she was a human being with feelings. All the time she spent was, Evan seemed like a dream. When she woke up, she realized she was nothing.

Avery felt icy, bitter, and regret coming to her at the same time. She couldn't find words to describe how empty and barren she felt. It was similar to setting fire to the lustrous forests with birds and flowers. It became wreckage in an instant.

But she didn't have time to feel sorry for herself. She moved to grab the syringe on the medicine box on the coffee table. She hit it hard against the corner, and it was broken into pieces. She took one and aimed at her belly.

"I'm so sorry, little thing. I don't want to use you when you're still in my belly. But you're my only way out," Avery quietly said.

"Miss Peters!"

The maids shouted out, and bodyguards were afraid to take any sudden actions. The doctors were surprised too.

"Miss Peters, don't do anything stupid. You'll hurt your baby."

"I want to see Mr. Howel."

Avery said it in the direction of the walkie-talkie. Avery pointed the sharp end at her tender skin. She could feel the baby start wriggling in her belly.

She touched her belly to comfort the baby, hoping to give it some sense of security.

What Mr. Howel cared most was her baby. This was where Avery had to strike.

"Bring her to me."

Avery thought they would drive her. But they only took her to the third stairs. So Mr. Howel was in the castle with her the whole time.

The bodyguard opened the door for Avery. She walked in. Mr. Howel sat behind the table desk. He looked at ease. He frowned at Avery's syringe.

"Put it down. It's no need."

Avery shook her head.

"Is there a need to make me watch the video? After all, I'm powerless in front of you, aren't I?"

You are reading story Billionaire Defiant Wife at novel35.com

Mr. Howel answered as he gave a big smile.

"You're wrong. I wouldn't dream of looking down upon you. You know how to threaten people with whatever you have, for example, your child."

Mr. Howel smiled again. There were more wrinkles at the corner of his eye.

"What do you want?"

Avery was surprised at Mr. Howel's directness. The reason she asked to see Mr. Howel instead of leaving as she had some questions that bothered her for a long time.

Mr. Howel waved at the bodyguards to let them out before Avery asked. They left as ordered.

Avery was alone with Mr. Howel. He didn't have to beat around the bushes.

"I want to know why you want my baby if you want Evan to marry Rebecca?"

Four years, if he let Evan marry Rebecca, she wouldn't be here.

The irony was that she thought she got tired of Evan because she was poisoned. She tried everything to divorce him. She was so unwilling to get pregnant. But in the end, she fell hopelessly for him.

How Avery felt was nothing like she imagined. She woke up almost instantly. But her heart hurt so much like it was torn apart. She was on the edge of the cliff and could fall at any time.

She couldn't compete with Diana after all.

Mr. Howel didn't expect this question. But he laughed out soon.

"I take it out, don't lose your sanity over Evan's betrayal."

Avery frowned aggressively at the word "betrayal".

She hated it so much, but she had to accept it. It stuck into her heart, and she could do nothing about it.

"I don't want your baby," Mr. Howel stood up. As he moved, Avery saw the details on the handmade suit.

Avery's pupils widened because of surprise. Wasn't it because of the child?

Then what was it?

Mr. Howel took a sip of the tea.

"I want the cord blood."

"For Rebecca?" Avery understood it instantly.

"You're very smart," Mr. Howel smiled, "Becca blood coagulation problems. This is a hereditary disease that can only be treated through cord blood of her family. And you're her sister..."

There was a 1/4 chance that it could match.

Avery clenched her hand into a fist. It made sense that Rebecca couldn't stop bleeding when the kidnapper gave a small cut on her neck. Avery heard more than once that there was something wrong with her blood.

The reason Mr. Howel wouldn't let Evan marry Rebecca was this. If Rebecca was pregnant, the baby would get the same blood problem. So Mr. Howel chose the least significant one from the socialites to marry Evan.

So, all in all, the ultimate purpose was that Mr. Howel would I grab more power? This was supposed to be the flawless plan.

Avery, Evan, and Diana were all the tools to be used.

Avery had to admit Mr. Howel was devious.

"Aren't you afraid that I take abortion?" Without the cordial blood, there was no cure for Rebecca.

"You won't!" Mr. Howel was so sure of himself, "you're poisoned, aren't you?"

You can find story with these keywords: Billionaire Defiant Wife, Read Billionaire Defiant Wife, Billionaire Defiant Wife novel, Billionaire Defiant Wife book, Billionaire Defiant Wife story, Billionaire Defiant Wife full, Billionaire Defiant Wife Latest Chapter