“You are the head of my Rush Family. Everything I have belongs to her. What does a mere shareholding mean to you?”

These words once made her think that she was the happiest woman in the world.

But it was these words that made her fall into the abyss.

“Ms. Skinner, I'm sorry, this sentence is meant for me.”

Two months ago, Emily suddenly sent her that video of the wedding day and the camera angle was fixed on Marson.

In the video, when Marson said that, his eyes moved from her to the left and fell on the girl in a red dress.

That girl was Emily.

Not only that, Emily also told her a secret.

The child back then was Marson's. The two of them were intimate right under her nose, wearing her pajamas, using her cosmetics and while they were intimate, he mocked her for being a bumpkin.

“Marson, does this dress look good on me?”

“You look good. You have a good figure. You look good in anything you wear. Unlike Jennie, who has a skinny figure and looks like a piece of dirt… Bumpkin.”

“Ha ha ha ha."

In the video, the two of them rolled into a ball while laughing, knocking the tonic she had worked so hard to develop to the ground.

She did not believe it.

She waited with the video all night and finally Marson showed up at dawn.

“Emily said that the child was yours. Is that true?”

Marson did not feel guilty at all.

“Just a mistake when I was drunk.”

Jennie trembled all over, unable to believe that this was the man who knelt for seven days in order to marry her.

“Mistake because you were drunk? What about the countless other times? Marson, you betrayed me,” she roared at the top of her lungs.

Marson frowned and covered half of his ear, saying disdainfully, “Don't you Earth King Valley follow the system that men could have three wives and four concubines?

“Besides, you are too skinny to serve me, so why are you dissatisfied when she serves men for you?”

Like a bolt of thunder in a clear sky, Jennie heard a cracking sound, as if something broke.

Marson hac been heartbroken ever since he was plotted against by his uncles and aunts. When he was outside, he always tried to hold on.

She always cared deeply about him and gave him acupuncture and boiled medicine to regulate his body.

In order to completely cure his illness, he even secretly used the secret method of Earth King Valley - using human blood as medicine.

That year when he was in good health, she fainted several times due to excessive bloodletting and her originally plump figure gradually became thin.

Now, he accused her of being skinny.

Jennie was silent for a long time, then returned to the kitchen and poured out the medicine that was prepared for his health.

That night, Jennie stayed awake all night, letting her tears wet her pillow.

She contacted her master constantly, begging him to allow her to return to the sect.

However, Marson no longer concealed it and openly prepared the wedding for Emily.

That day he even suggested that she attended the wedding and personally handed Emily to him.

Jennie's heart was finally broken.

She looked at the water stain on the sofa, turned around to find her prescription and added a few herbs to it.

Marson had a smile on his face and kept talking on the phone, while Jennie moved to draw a circle on the calendar in the living room.

The next morning, Jennie went to see her good friend, Amanda.

“Jennie, do you think Marson will honestly sign the divorce agreement?”

Amanda Valaz was a divorce lawyer and had fought many cases over the years. Big CEOs like Marson would rather keep a mistress than divorce easily for the sake of their reputation.

What was more, Jennie was a miracle doctor. With her around, Marson was not afraid of those shady tactics in the business world.

Jennie lowered his eyes, a wry smile on the corner of her lips. “It's okay, I’ll let him sign it.”

Amanda was silent for a long time and sighed. “Just draft the divorce agreement and send it to me. I'll take care of the rest.”

Amanda stopped persuading her, wrote down Jennie's request and sent her downstairs.

She happened to meet Marson going upstairs.

He looked around Jennie with an impatient look on his face and asked, “What are you doing here?”

Jennie did not expect to meet him there, so she casually explained, “I'm here to help Amanda recuperate.”

Marson nodded.

He was very confident in Jennie. She was a person outside the world and she did not even know how to cash in the shares she had. What trouble could she possibly cause?

“It's a good thing I met you. I plan to give half of your shares to Emily and I need your signature.”

Jennie's heart tightened. She and Emily each share half?

“Didn't you say she had a terminal illness? What does she need these possessions for?”

“You transferred these shares to me voluntarily and I even hired a lawyer to notarize them. They belong to me personally. Now you want to take them back. Do you want to pay a huge penalty?”

Marson's expression became more and more irritated. “The shares are just a piece of waste paper to you. It's better to give it to Emily so that she can feel at ease.

“Besides, when we were preparing for the wedding, Emily mentioned that I transferred your shares to you at the wedding. She said she was very envious, so I decided to transfer half of your shares to her. Don't wrongly accuse Emily, she is not materialistic.”

Jennie suddenly wanted to laugh.

Although Emily interfered in other people's marriages, slept with married men and coaxed men into giving her shares, she was a good girl who did not worship money.

She was about to open her mouth to sneer when she heard the sound of high heels tapping in the corridor.

Several people looked over and saw Emily, wearing a miniskirt and high heels, walking towards them with three twists and turned in her steps.

The young girl had fair and smooth skin and with her specially styled hairstyle, she looked fashionable and sexy.

It did not look like a terminal illness at all.

For some reason, Jennie remembered the chat records that Emily sent her.

[Marson: Take this money and buy whatever you want, Emily. I will feel disappointed if you don’t waste my money.]

Jennie and Emily's eyes met in the air and the latter raised her eyebrows in protest. “Why come to the law firm if you are sick instead of going to the hospital?”

Marson laughed twice with a guilty conscience, “Emily has never held shares before, so she came to take a look for the sake of novelty.”

After saying that, he frowned and looked at Jennie, saying unhappily, “You were like a homeless person when we met. But look at you now, you look like a rich lady, right?”

Jennie thought of the circle on the calendar and tried to calm herself down.

“I'm not the mistress of a wealthy family. I'm just a bumpkin. But now you have to beg a bumpkin like me to sign, right?”

Marson looked embarrassed, “Okay, stop messing around, I'll go home later and ask Emily to cook some of your favorite dishes.”

“You don't have to cook. Just pay the penalty and I'll sign immediately.”

After saying that, she walked around Emily and strode downstairs.

Behind her, there was a trot and someone called her, “Ms. Skinner, please wait a moment.”

Emily caught up with her, took out a powder puff and applied several layers of foundation on her face in front of her.

“Ms. Skinner, please help me check if I look like a terminally ill patient.”

Jennie glanced at her carefully applied sickly makeup.

Not like a patient, but like a dead person.

But Marson was blind. When he saw Emily like this, he felt so distressed that he wished he could take her place.

“Emily gave up her status and money for me and now she is almost dead. You just stayed with me for two more years than she did. What qualifications do you have to blame her?”

When jennie first heard that she would feel sad and try to defend herself, but now she just wanted to say, “Be careful that you may end up with a terminal illness if you keep pretending for too long.”

Emily sneered, “If I really have a terminal illness, don't we still have you as a miracle doctor? I heard that you were willing to bleed for Marson. Tsk tsk... Do you know what Marson said? 

“He said that the smell of your blood makes him sick and he always secretly pours out the medicine when you are not paying attention.

“If I were you, I would have gone back to Earth King Valley long ago.”

Jennie's eyes were fierce, she lowered her voice and approached her, speaking word by word, “Guess, I have the ability to poison you to death without you noticing, or... poison both of you to death.”

Emily trembled all over and could not help but take two steps back.

“You dare? Marson won't let you go.”

After saying that, she felt that she was suppressed by Jennie and the calmness on her face instantly turned ferocious.

“What's so great about you? You're just a liar from the mountains. To tell you the truth, Marson married you because he was frightened by his uncles from the Rush Family. He was afraid that he would be punished by them again, so he married you to protect his family.

“During the days when he was begging you to marry him, we were in touch every day.”

Even though she had suffered many blows, Emily's words still added salt to her broken heart.

They had been married for seven years and Marson had lied to her for seven years.

Jennie thought she had found love, but she did not know that the other party was just taking advantage of her in the name of love.

“So, what?”

Emily glanced at Jennie and looked at the sadness in her eyes with pleasure.

“So, what are you still doing here? You're like a gold digger, pestering Marson for money and fame.”

“What else?”

Emily was slightly stunned and the previous joy was gone.

“I will pester him every day, call him, send messages, eat with him, take a bath with him, sleep with him and I will also give birth to a child for Marson. No matter how capable you are, the entire Rush Family will belong to me and my child in the future.”

Jennie curled her lips and smiled, “Are you done?

“Then let me give you a piece of advice. People who have too many abortions will face great risks in having children.”

She lowered her eyes to look at Emily's belly and suddenly raised her foot to kick at the ten-centimeter-high heel.

Emily stumbled and fell to the ground, her ankle hitting the stairs. She wailed, “Ah! "

Marson rushed down hurriedly. “Emily!”

Emily covered her ankle, her eyes filled with tears and she wanted to say something but hesitated.

“Jennie, Emily is here to chase you and coax you out of good intentions, but what are you doing now?”

“Marson, it's all my fault," she sobbed. A tear fell on Marson's hand, almost breaking his heart.

“Haha, you were so arrogant just now and now you're pretending to be weak. It would be a waste of your talent if you don't enter the entertainment industry.”

“Jennie!” Marson picked up Emily and glared at her fiercely, “Apologize.”

Jennie frowned. It was Emily who provoked her first. She retorted, “Do you know what she said just now?”

Marson looked at Emily with affectionate eyes.

“I don't need to know what Emily said, I just need to believe that Emily will never hurt others.”

Jennie suddenly smiled, even though a feeling of sadness surged in her heart.

A long time ago, Marson also said the same thing to her.

At that time, she had just married Marson and was not yet accustomed to life in the wealthy Rush Family.