Never Blinded by Love (Linda and Wilson) novel Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Ida was basking in her triumph. Linda was no longer Mrs. Wilson. She was divorced from William, and Felix Group had lost its power. Ida felt like Linda had lost everything.

With a sneer full of sarcasm, she said, “Linda, did you really think sacrificing everything to William for four years would make him love you?

“So what if I wasn’t his real savior? With Joanne’s help, I’ll eventually become his true savior once you’re out of the picture.”

Linda was in too much pain to respond. Her pale hands hung limply by her sides, clenched tight.

Sweat trickled down her forehead as her face turned ghostly pale. She bit her lips hard, trying to endure the agony coursing through her body.

Noticing Linda’s condition, Ida laughed, and the housekeepers around her joined in.

“Ms. Felix, with acting skills like yours, you should try show business. It’s too bad Mr. Wilson is gone—he’ll never see your brilliant performance again.”

Ida laughed again. “Linda, are you still dreaming? Do you still think you’re the Felix family’s pampered heiress? Let me tell you, you’re not. Your father, who gave you that status, is dead.

“Your company is no longer under your control, and you’re no longer Mrs. Wilson. You’re just a pathetic fool, a lost soul with nowhere to go. You’re nothing now!”

Ida repeated this taunt until Linda’s head spun and her vision blurred.

The housekeepers looked at Linda with contempt. They weren’t going to waste this opportunity.

“Ms. Felix, why did you overestimate yourself? Mr. Wilson won’t believe a word you say. Think about it—after four years of marriage, you’ve exhausted all his trust.”

Linda gritted her teeth and tried to move away as she planned to leave the Wilson residence.

But before she could take a step, she collapsed onto the cold floor, next to a recently retracted foot. It was the housekeeper who had spoken earlier, now wearing an apologetic facade. “Sorry, Ms. Felix, I didn’t see you there.”

Pain seared through Linda’s limbs, nearly drowning her in despair. Every inch of her body, down to her bones, felt like it was burning.

Seeing her condition, Ida squatted down and lifted Linda’s chin with her finger to force her to meet her gaze.

Her voice was soft but laced with mockery, while her tone was sympathetic but her words cruel. “Linda, do you realize how pathetic you are now? You’re like a rat scurrying through the streets. Everyone wants to get rid of you!”

In a split second, she released Linda’s chin and stood up with a housekeeper’s help. After taking the handkerchief offered to her, she wiped her fingers as if she’d touched something filthy. Ida’s face was twisted in disgust.

Linda’s eyes were bloodshot, a stark contrast to her ashen face. She tried to get up, but the pain in her waist was excruciating.

“Are you still trying to get up, you dead rat? How delusional.” Ida sneered.

At Ida’s signal, the housekeeper delivered a brutal kick to Linda’s abdomen.

Linda gasped, and the pain left her too weak to move.

Ida feigned shock and theatrically scolded the housekeeper, “What’s wrong with you? Don’t you know Ms. Felix just had a miscarriage?”

She rubbed her chin thoughtfully. “It must be incredibly painful, huh?”

Linda glared at Ida and the housekeeper with her eyes burning with fury.

Satisfied with her performance, Ida decided it was time to stop.

“Alright, that’s enough. There’s no need to drag this out. Even if William were here, he wouldn’t even pity you. There’s no point in wasting your acting skills.”

At that moment, a commotion erupted at the door.