Six months ago, Bethany had a miscarriage. That night, the air was thick with the stench of blood.
Henry had cradled Bethany in his arms while his rage was directed entirely at me. He called me vicious, accused me of harming
her, and swore that the baby had been his.
And from that night on, he never came home again.
But now, standing before Bethany was a man with ice in his veins.
Henry didn’t hesitate to threaten her. “Bethany, there’s no point in lying anymore. I’ll get to the bottom of this, and when I do- don’t think for a second that I’ll let you walk away!”
Bethany shook her head desperately, and tears were brimming in her eyes.
But under Henry’s murderous glare, she finally spoke. “Henry, even though I did something wrong, I only did it because I love
you! I just wanted to keep you by my side.
“I’m sorry. I swear, I’ll never do it again. Please help me. I can’t go to prison. What will happen to Derrick if I—”
Bethany’s plea was cut short. Without another word, the officers turned and dragged her away.
Bethany’s screams were anguish, but no one looked back.
Agony flickered in Henry’s eyes. Regret hit him like a freight train. How could he have been so blind?
How could he have let himself believe in her only to end up like this?
His jaw clenched so tightly it ached. How could Bethany be so cruel and heartless?
She had always been the gentlest woman in his memories–the one who understood him better than anyone.
But with the overwhelming evidence against her, Margaret’s case and mine was an easy win.
The burglars had foolishly livestreamed their crime, inadvertently recording their own confessions. Convicted on multiple counts, they were sentenced to death.
As for Bethany, she was charged with conspiracy and sent to prison.
The scandal exploded overnight.
Henry Larson, Jensburg’s billionaire and a famous artist, Bethany Foster, were both dragged into a crime so appalling it dominated the news with different headlines for days.
“Bethany Hired Burglars–A Desperate Play for Wealth!”
“Bethany and Henry’s Tangled Past Resurfaces!”
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Chapter 2
“Henry Is Disgusting!”
“Henry and Bethany’s Courtroom War!”
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Then, the footage of Bethany’s sentencing got leaked.
In the video, Bethany was disheveled and haggard, looking like she had aged decades in mere weeks.
She dropped to her knees the moment she saw Henry and slammed her forehead against the floor, again and again, as she
pleaded for forgiveness.
“Forgive you? Bethany, do you remember the day you left me?
“How you boarded that plane to Europe with your junior without so much as a second thought?
“You begged me for help after the divorce. You said you had nothing and were struggling. And I helped you. This is how you repay
me?”
“Bethany, you filthy whore!” It was the first time Henry had ever spoken to Bethany so harshly.
The Henry now was nothing like the gentleman he had been that day on the cruise.
Bethany’s ears rang. A strange laugh bubbled out of her throat–it was high, hollow, and chilling. She locked eyes with Henry and said, “Henry, the real dickhead right here is you.
“You never believed your own wife–that’s why she died with regrets. You killed her. You killed your wife and your mother.
