All Chapters of The Revenge of the Mute Wife: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

“Alexandra was the same. Whenever she found something she didn’t know or noticed something someone liked that was unfamiliar to her, she would study it to support and encourage that person,” Nicholas said, blushing slightly as he remembered the beautiful smile of his beloved when she supported him in that way.“By the way, may I know why Deborah and Miss Alexandra left?”“Because I’m an idiot. When I returned home for a few months, I received an anonymous message with a picture of Frederick and Alexandra in bed,” Nicholas said with clenched fists. “I felt betrayed and didn’t want to listen to their pleas and explanations… I was blinded by jealousy and believed the lie… ugh… and now I find out how foolish I had been for falling into their trap. I let it ruin my relationship with the love of my life and hurt our daughter.”“That’s why that bastard will suffer the worst death, you’ll see… that scumbag lived by doing that to many more people.”“I know… but no matter how much time passe

They arrived home just as a car was pulling away as Jayden waved it off.“My love.”“Hi,” Jayden said, walking over to help his father-in-law with the food bags. “Did you get everything?”“Yes, we took a while because that place is popular so the wait took quite a while.”“Did you wait long?” Jayden asked, concerned.“James helped us cut the line,” Deborah said.“Ha, the perks of being pregnant,” Jayden commented as they entered the house.Upon entering, Deborah saw the large painting in the living room, covered with a white sheet.“What’s this?” she asked, moving closer to uncover it and revealing a beautiful painting of a castle.“Do you like it?” Jayden asked, noticing his partner’s astonished expression.“Wow… so this is the famous painting,” Nicholas commented as he also approached to admire it.“Yes.”“It’s beautiful, my love,” Deborah said, carefully placing her hand on the canvas and noting the texture that made the painting feel more realistic despite the fantasy-l

Deborah was in shock at that declaration.“What…” was all she could manage to say, her gaze falling back on the photos as tears began to well up in her eyes.“Hey, kid, how sure are you about this information?” Nicholas asked. “I don’t doubt your skills, but part of me refuses to believe it.”“Don’t worry, your doubt doesn’t offend me, because this does sound insane,” Brandon began, snapping his fingers. One of his bodyguards approached and handed a folder to the older man. “Here are copies of all the receipts for the payments made to LONITÉ, from the reception of the body to the delivery of the diamonds. Frederick ordered that the ashes be divided into three diamonds, one for himself as a ring and one for his wife as earrings,” Brandon explained, taking a sip of his drink. “In fact, it was an unusual order that many of the old workers still remember because it was the first time they had divided ashes. Usually, only one diamond is made, and that jewel is turned into a pendant with

The screams in Frederick’s cell alerted all the guards, as it seemed he was being attacked. However, upon arrival, they found that he was hitting himself and appeared to be under the effects of some drug or something similar.Six officers managed to restrain Frederick so that the paramedic with them could sedate him and check his vital signs. They examined him for any indication of psychotropic drug use since he was acting as if under such effects… but there was nothing.Due to the commotion, Christian and the detective went to see what had happened in the cell.“What happened?” the detective asked upon entering the cell and seeing Frederick sprawled on the floor.“I think he had another hysterical attack,” the doctor reported. “For a moment, I thought someone drugged him, but there are no residues or anything like that.”“I understand, thanks for your work,” the detective said, turning to look at Frederick on the floor.He then noticed the ring Frederick was wearing and approach

The lawyer ensured that the room was private, without cameras or microphones, to question his clients about the jewelry, as he hadn’t been informed about them.“Wake up,” he began calling out once he confirmed they were completely alone.Seeing how they didn’t wake up, he took the bottle of water given to him, opened it, and threw its contents on the couple.“Ah, what…” Vanessa complained, feeling her clothes get wet.“What’s wrong with you? Why are you soaking us?” Frederick shouted angrily.“Finally, you’re awake,” the lawyer said. “Well, hurry up. We don’t have time for small talk since you’re about to be transferred to prison, so—”“What?!” the couple exclaimed in shock.“I don’t want to go to jail,” Vanessa said anxiously.“Idiot, didn’t I tell you to use everything to avoid this?” Frederick said.“I did, but that kid is faster at finding the supposedly nonexistent clues to your crimes,” the lawyer said, bored. “By the way, is it true?”“What are you talking about?” Fred