Chapter 167 A cold-hearted husband


    Mr. Charles shook his head with indifference, “Don’t worry. I won''t do anything to hurt you. You’re my


    wife and Allen’s mother after all. If you’re a convicted murderer, it will leave an indelible stain on Allen’s


    political career. So I won’t turn you in because I don’t want to do any harm to my son. But you’d better


    stop being so stupid anymore. You’ve been really clumsy when you did bad things. Don’t you know


    how much I’ve done to clean up you mess all these years? You could have ruined our family!”


    Mrs. Charles was pale as paper. It turned out that her husband had known all the shady things she had


    secretly done all these days. She realized that she was no more than a selfcent clown the


    whole time.


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    Suddenly infuriated, she grabbed Mr. Charles’s cor and yelled, “George Charles, don''t you have a


    heart? I’ve done all these stupid things for you. I wouldn’t have be such a cruel and pathetic


    woman if you hadn’t cheated on me with other women…”


    “Get your hands off me!”


    Before she could finish her sentence, Mr. Charles pushed her away impatiently and said coldly, “Don''t


    me it on me. You’ve done all these things for yourself as the honorable Mrs. Charles. You had your


    chance. I had tried to love you, but what did you do? You murdered Laura on the operating table. I


    would be insane to love a horrible woman like you.”


    Mrs. Charles shook her head violently and snapped, “You’ve hated me so much because of the little


    bitch Laura. I’m telling you, I don''t regret killing her at all. She was my best friend and she seduced my


    husband. I’m d she died. She deserved it. I was kind enough not to kill her son.”


    Mr. Charles shook his head in disgust, “Laura didn’t seduce me. We slept because we were very drunk.


    She was a nice girl. You shouldn’t have killed her.”


    Mrs. Charles, Laura and he had been ssmates back in college, and Laura was one of the most


    beautiful girls on campus. She had many admirers and Mr. Charles was one of them.


    However, he didn’t confess his love for her, because he had known long ago that his family had


    arranged a political marriage for him and he was supposed to marry Paige after graduation. There was


    nothing he could do about it.


    One day, everyone was drunk at a private party. When Laura stumbled into his room by mistake, he


    was actually sober, though he had drunk a lot.


    Looking at the girl who he had dreamt of for years lying beside him, he couldn’t restrain himself.


    He couldn’t forget how wonderful it was to sleep with someone that he loved, even after twenty-five


    years.


    The next morning, Laura was shocked to find that she had slept with her best friend’s husband. She


    knelt down in front of Paige remorsefully and pped herself hard in the face for dozens of times,


    begging for her forgiveness in tears.


    He was standing by and watching it. Apart from feeling sorry for Laura, there was nothing he could do


    at the time.


    He didn’t dare to step forward to admit that he had taken advantage of Laura while she was drunk and


    unconscious, because he was afraid that she would hate him for the rest of her life. Laura was the only


    woman he had loved.


    Unfortunately, Laura had died because of him when his jealous wife murdered her in childbirth. He had


    found out the truth shortly after her death, but he had chosen not to turn his wife in to the police. A


    murderous wife would definitely stand in the way of a sessful political career for him.


    Therefore, he had decided to cover up his wife’s crime for the sake of his career prospects. He had


    even helped erase all the traces of her crime. Lawrence had always suspected whether his birth


    mother had died by ident, but he had been unable to find any evidence all these years. Mr. Charles


    had chosen his career, but it didn’t mean that he wouldn’t avenge Laura’s death in his own way. In the


    past twenty years, he had been very indifferent to his wife, and practically ignored her in private, like


    she didn’t exist. It was undoubtedly the most severe punishment for a woman who had loved him.


    He hadn’t felt anything whenever his wife became sad, upset or angry, because the woman he had


    loved had died. He had started to see other women. He once met a girl who looked much like Laura.


    She was beautiful and innocent, and they had had a great time together.