Divorced and Pregnant My New Life with a Billionaire Drives My Ex Crazy novel Chapter 449

Wiona stared at Annette, surprise flickering in her eyes.

So this was how Annette had hurt Conrad. Wiona glanced at Alice, who sat across from her, quietly eating her meal like the perfect little girl. That dull ache in her chest grew stronger.

She let out a small, disappointed chuckle. “What’s the point of telling me all this?”

“If the police manages to find something, it’s not my place to get involved.”

“And as for who was really behind what happened with Amaya… We all know the truth.”

“If I really was the one who got hurt, you’d still defend her. You’d just say, ‘Well, it’s already happened, what can we do?’”

“The pain doesn’t go away just because someone else suffered, too. What’s done leaves a mark forever.”

She pushed back her chair and wiped her mouth. “Please, take your time. I’m done here.”

Wiona stood up and left the table.

The moment Alice noticed, she scrambled to her feet and hurried after her. “Wait, Wiona…”

“Can we build a snowman today? I want to make one that looks like my brother…”

Wiona smiled, her voice soft. “Sure, let’s do it.”

Their voices faded down the hallway, leaving Annette behind. She pressed her fingers against her forehead, frustration bubbling up inside her.

Why did nothing ever work out the way she wanted?

She just didn’t want things to get so tense with her own family. Did they really have to keep digging, keep pushing for answers? Even the way Wiona said to her made it clear. They’d probably never be close.

Maybe she just didn’t belong in this family at all.

She turned to look at Libby, her eyes sharp now. “Are you trying to turn me against her?”

“I can tell you have something against Wiona. Why?”

She took a breath, steadying herself. “We may have just had a misunderstanding, but in my heart, she’s Conrad’s wife. She loves him, and she cares for Alice. I don’t resent her for that.”

Libby hadn’t expected her to see through him so quickly. He didn’t look embarrassed, though. Instead, a sad smile played on his lips.

He handed her a phone. “Ma’am, this is another phone my mother hid under her mattress. At the scene, there was a broken phone, but it was damaged beyond repair. The police never found this second one.”

“There are text messages between my mother and Miss Sophie on here.”

“Miss Clements suspected that Wiona might have done something to my mother.”

Annette stared at him, her shock clear. “Are you saying my mother’s death could be connected to Wiona?”