All Chapters of Dear Husband, I have become Ruthless: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

*****"Phoebe, where is Ana?" Jackson arrived at the bar and found Phoebe sleeping on the counter, but Ana was nowhere to be seen, which left him a bit concerned."I don't know. Her sister gave me this letter. Read it, whoever you are," Phoebe muttered as she pushed the letter to the edge of the table. It was about to fall, but Jackson grasped it quickly and unfolded it to read."Hmm, Jackson. Since you are taking time to come, I thought I to take my sister home. I know by the time you will arrive, but also I can't call you because my phone has run out of battery. I hope you will take care of Phoebe. At least take her to her house safely," Sonia had written this in the letter.Jackson balled the paper and shoved it into his pocket, gazing at Phoebe. He didn't want to help this woman at all, but he also couldn't leave her in this place."If you don't hurry up, I'll leave you here at the bar without caring that you're a woman..." Jackson snapped."How dare you talk to me like that? If y

***** "I really like you, Mason! I am not lying. Richard never reached out to me. I just..." Sonia coughed again, her words breaking off as she struggled to breathe. "Cough!" Her saliva dribbled out as her eyes pleaded for help. Mason still gazed at her hatefully, but he reached out for a glass of water and held it in front of Sonia. She grasped the glass quickly, her hands trembling, before swallowing the water down in desperate gulps. Mason's eyes remained hard, but a flicker of reluctant compassion crossed his face as he watched her. "I really feel like strangling you and ending your life, but I am giving you one more chance. After this, I will not forgive you for a second mistake," Mason said, his voice ice-cold. "Now, tell me when you arranged all this and how you managed to cheat me so easily!" He leaned in closer, his intense gaze piercing through her as she shakily prepared to explain. "Last night, while meeting with you, I drugged the water and the food that you ordered af

***** "Aunt Selena, what are you doing here?" Emilia muttered in confusion. "I share your curiosity regarding your unexpected appearance," Selena replied, furrowing her brow and casting a concerned glance at Mason as a dark fear crept into her heart. Emilia noticed the terror in Selena's eyes, which were fixed on Mason, as if a sudden realization had struck her, bringing dread to her expression. "Do you know Mason, Aunt Selena?" Emilia asked, hoping to dispel the tension. Selena's voice quivered slightly as she responded, "No, I do not. Why do you ask?" Emilia glanced between them, sensing the unease. "It's just that you seemed startled when you saw him. Is everything alright?" "How can you say you don't know him, Mother?" Richard's voice rang out from the top floor, drawing everyone's eyes as he descended the stairs with a cold, menacing smile. Selena instantly sensed the danger and hurriedly said, "I'm not feeling well, Richard!" "The doctor will be here soon, Mother," Richa

**** "I will tear your mouth off if you ever speak to me like that again," Ana hissed, her eyes blazing with fury. "I didn't realize you could be so foolish, especially knowing that your nephew is aware of everything. Do you really think you can get away with this?" Her voice trembled with a mix of anger and frustration. Despite knowing that talking to him might not yield any useful information, it was the only way to understand what was really going on in his mind. "Oh, my worthless nephew," Jerry sneered, his voice dripping with contempt. "He's too preoccupied with other women, indulging in how they feel in his hands. I doubt he'll bother rescuing you. And even if he does try, by then, I will have taken you far away from New York." A menacing glow illuminated his face in the darkness, amplifying the sinister edge of his smirk. Ana felt a sharp pang in her heart, tears threatening to spill, but she held them back. "You can't do this," she said, her voice trembling with restrained

***** Richard did not heed Ana's words, continuing to fight against the four men with relentless determination. Meanwhile, George and two others found themselves trapped in a room, locked away by Jerry's men. It was from here that they had heard Ana's earlier cries for help. "Shit! I am sure the boss and Miss Ana are in trouble. We have to do something," George muttered, rubbing his forehead in frustration. "What can we do? There's no window, just this door," one of the men who had come with George and Richard said, his voice edged with panic. George took a deep breath, a plan forming in his mind. "Alright, listen up," he said firmly, his eyes narrowing with resolve. "Here's what we're going to do. I'll shoot at the door continuously to weaken it. You two stand against the wall. As soon as the door opens, spread this powder." He pulled out a small pouch from his pocket. "Cover your mouths when you do it. Be careful—I don't want any of us to fall unconscious." The men nodded in und