Surprised Wife With Twins
Chapter 1429: A Revenge Fueled By Emotions

Chapter 1429: A Revenge Fueled by EmotionsDaphne Wells was only able to stand with the support of two policeofficers, her legs possibly broken. Someone held an umbrella for themnow, but their bodies were already soaked through and chilled to thebone. Daphne seemed to lose her senses, becoming somewhatwooden, and she vaguely saw a pair of leather shoes.

"What's your name?" lvan Marsh's features were lined with coldhardness, his voice low.

Daphne Wells hung her head, struggling to breathe, and did notanswer. lvan Marsh observed that the woman hadn't been beaten intocomplete unconsciousness and should have heard his question.

"Mr. Marsh, her name is Daphne Wells," one of the police officersanswered.

Ivan Marsh stared at Daphne Wells, his eyes icy as frost. “Is that true?"Daphne Wells didn't have the strength to look up at his face, but shesaw his leather shoes and sensed his presence from his voice. Thisman was probably Ivan Marsh, right? She knew she couldn't escape,as killing Claire meant offending countless people. She hadinvestigated Claire's background: her brother was Finnley, the specialassistant to the president of the Marsh Group, and Finnley had a closerelationship with Mr. and Mrs. Marsh in private...

Ivan Marsh's jaw tightened slightly, revealing impatience, along with aninnate arrogance and nobility.

Just as Ivan Marsh thought Daphne Wells wouldn't answer and that hewouldn't get anything out of her, she smiled. "Yes." Her voice was stillweak, but she clearly admitted it.

Ivan Marsh's handsome brows furrowed in coldness, staring at hercoldly.

Supported by the two police officers, Daphne Wells mustered all herstrength to lift her head, and the man's masterfully crafted stern facewent from blurry to clear in her vision.

Ivan Marsh was surprised by her swollen, bruised face, her mouthstained with blood, and her nose and cheeks so swollen that it wasimpossible to tell what she had originally looked like.

“It's true," Daphne Wells wanted to smile triumphantly, but the pain inher lips stopped her. “I hated her." Her speech was unclear due to herinjured mouth and missing teeth.

Thinking of Claire, she was still filled with hatred. “If it weren't for her, Iwould be the one by his side..." She was still unwilling to accept it.

So, this was a revenge fueled by emotions?

Ivan Marsh found this woman to be utterly unreasonable, not unlikeCatherine Collins from years ago. He despised her intensely. So,something flashed in his deep eyes, and he waved at the policeofficers. “Take her away and let her face the law."

"Yes, Mr. Marsh!"

As Daphne Wells was led to the police car, she knew her fate. A life fora life, her heart turned cold and lifeless. Claire was dead, and DaphneWells had not won.

Not far away, Jennifer crouched in front of Rowan, holding a large blackumbrella to shield him from the wind and rain.

His body was soaked, wet hair plastered to his face, rain mingling withtears streaming down. Rowan's despair was evident, his fists swollenand bruised, blood seeping from broken skin.

Seeing this detail, Jennifer's sadness grew. At this point, comfortingwords seemed pale and powerless, as everyone was grieving. So, shechose to remain silent.

The air in the ancient town today seemed to corrode souls. The endlessdownpour seemed like the tears of heaven. Slowly, everyone'sthoughts became devoid of panic, empty, and they resembled statues,with only endless sorrow remaining.

Although they hadn't found the body, everyone understood that Claire'schances of survival were low. Drowning would only take a few minutes.Finnley stood by the river railing, holding a large black umbrella. Hiseyes stared blankly at the river, unfocused. He wondered how helplessand painful it must have been for his sister when she was pushed intothe river, struggling in her dying moments...

Rescue teams worked in the rain... To Finnley, it all seemed surreal.

In his mind, he saw Claire's smiling face, and it was as if he could hearher silver-bell-like laughter...