My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 1545

"I know you can't wait to kill me. Let me be honest with you. I'm the culprit behind your beloved mother... Emily's suicide. But Vanessa, even after knowing the truth, is there anything you can do about it?" Fiona pulled Vanessa's head back and gently slid her fingers across her face. Then, she slapped Vanessa's face again several times. "I'm going to slap you and scold you all I want. What can you do about it?"

"What exactly did you do to my mother back then?" Vanessa was still in daze after being knocked unconscious and kidnapped to this secluded place. Before she could come back to her senses, she had to suffer the onslaught of slaps from Fiona. Not only her face was swollen, but she was starting to feel dizzy too. However, she was adamant about getting an answer. She needed to know what happened.

Emily's death had always been a psychological knot in Vanessa's heart. Vanessa knew that Fiona had something to do with the matter. However, there was nothing she could do about it as she was only about ten years old at that time.

Years later, when Vanessa tried to investigate Emily's suicide, Fiona had already gotten rid of all the evidences. As long as Fiona refused to admit her wrongdoings, no one could pin it on her. Now that a good opportunity was right in front of her, Vanessa was not going to let it slip away.

"You want to know the truth behind that b*tch's death? Fine. I'll tell you everything before you die!" Fiona then grabbed Vanessa's hair and dragged her to the middle of the empty space, saying, "Let's move to a spacious place for a mother-daughter talk."

Mother-daughter talk?

Only a shameless woman like Fiona could say something like that.

Vanessa's face was burning in pain. Furthermore, her scalp hurt so bad as if it were about to be ripped off. However, the pain was nothing compared to the hatred she had in her heart. She just had to hold it in for a little longer. Once Fiona spilled the truth, she would finally be able to obtain evidence of her crime.

"I still remember it was snowing heavily that day. It was so cold. I was pregnant when I went to look for her. I asked her to leave Marvin and give us her blessings. Not only did she not empathise with my situation, but she lashed out at me, calling me a mistress and the baby inside me an illegitimate child." As Fiona had a flashback to her past, her eyes were filled with hatred. She had always thought that she was a victim. It had never crossed her mind that her presence led to the destruction of a family.

"She was just saying the truth." Despite knowing her words would trigger Fiona, Vanessa still said it out. Fiona was in fact a mistress. Why weren't people allowed to label her as one? Vanessa felt that her mother didn' t do anything wrong. The only thing she did wrong was to commit suicide because of Fiona.

"Yes, I'm indeed a homewrecking mistress. I'm a mistress who is willing to do anything just for money. So what?" Fiona reached out and pulled Vanessa's hair with all her might. She managed to pull off a lock of Vannessa's hair. Seeing that her scalp was bleeding, Fiona felt oddly satisfied. "It doesn't matter even if I'm a mistress. Your mother died over ten years ago, and I'm the one standing here today. Only a living person can talk, what could a dead person do?"

"Did you kill her just because she scolded you for being a mistress?" Vanessa's head hurt so much that she almost lost consciousness. However, she gritted her teeth, enduring the pain. As long as she had not gotten evidence of Fiona's crime, she would not give up.

"She insulted me and called my son an illegitimate child. Of course, I had to make her pay the price, but that wasn't enough to drive me to kill her. The real reason she needed to die was because she

stood in my way of marrying into a rich family. As long as she's alive, Marvin would never marry me, so I needed her to die. Once she's dead, I would officially become Mrs. Love." As Fiona spoke, she suddenly burst into a fit of maniacal laughter.

Fiona's laughter rang in Vanessa's ears like a dreadful curse. Fiona had been so determined to get rid of Emily because Emily's identity as Mrs. Love had prevented Fiona from becoming part of the wealthy Love family.

But what on earth did that vicious woman do to make Emily commit suicide?

Until now, Fiona had yet to bring it up. Vanessa was not sure if she could take it until Fiona finally spilled the beans.

Fiona continued, "Vanessa, oh Vanessa, you're much stronger than your mother. You've suffered a lot over the years, but you made it through. You even managed to find someone like Young Master Julien to support you."

The immense pain had weakened Vanessa's willpower. She was afraid that she would close her eyes and lose consciousness in the next second. "Tell me, Fiona. What did you do to drive my mother to commit suicide?" Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

"What’s the rush?" Fiona refused to reveal the answer no matter how Vanessa pestered her. "I've drugged you and even arranged someone to sleep with you. I couldn't believe you were lucky enough to escape."

"So you admit that it was you who drugged me back then?" Fiona was right. Vanessa was indeed very lucky. If she hadn't known that the man from that night was Julien, she would be living in torment for the rest of her life.

"I have to give it to you. You're much tougher than your mother." There was a trace of admiration in Fiona's eyes as she said, "When you regained consciousness at that time, you didn't lose it and tried to kill yourself like your mother. What surprised me even more was, even when you had no idea Julien was the man who took away your virginity, you insisted on giving birth to that child."

"Vanessa, to be honest, I was very impressed when I saw how you pulled through all of that. I was so moved by you that I was going to stop holding a grudge against you. Compared to your weak and incompetent mother, you really made me see you in a different light."

When Vanessa saw the admiration in Fiona's eyes, she felt a chill running down her spine. She had a gut feeling what Fiona was about to say next would be unbearable.

Kneeling down beside Vanessa, Fiona patted her on the cheek. She enunciated each word slowly, "I hired someone to r*pe your mother, and even took a video of it. Needless to say, she couldn’t take it. Two weeks later, she killed herself."

"Fiona, are you even human?" Vanessa had always wondered what could Fiona have done to cause her mother's suicide. Now that she finally heard the truth from her, Vanessa's felt as if someone had sliced through her heart with a knife. She had the urge to rip Fiona into pieces. However, being tied up, she could not do anything.