My Husband’s “Work Wife” Is Just a SISTER? Let Me Teach Her How Family Trees Work novel Chapter 48

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Seeing his wife on the verge of collapse, my father-in-law summoned unexpected strength, broke free from the guard. holding him, and tried to rush to her side. In the next instant, another guard kicked him to the floor.

Victoria gazed down at him with utter disdain.

“I serve you a meal, and you not only refuse it, you fight back? You’ve made your choice.”

“Put him in his place. I want him to understand who makes the rules in this house.”

The guards obeyed, launching into a vicious kick-and-punch assault. Soon, Mr. Pearson fell silent.

Mrs. Pearson’s breaths grew fainter. Watching her husband, lifeless or not, tears streamed from her clouded eyes.

I struggled desperately against the guards holding me, screaming hoarsely, “Victoria! Stop this! Are you trying to kill

someone?!”

Victoria gazed down at me, composed and superior.

‘Madam, what if someone does die? Do you think Mr. Pearson would send me to prison over your two bumpkin parents?”

Anxiety choked me, but I knew she spoke the truth.

She was the housekeeper Jacob trusted implicitly. Our marriage was nothing but a relic of a childhood pact made by our

grandparents.

He had been cold to me since our wedding, allowing Victoria to humiliate me day after day for a decade.

Seeing my in-laws fading fast, I s

ed the fruit knife on the table. I jerked free from the guard holding me, snatched

the blade, and in one motion had it at Victoria’s throat.

“Get a car out front now,” I snapped at the guards. “Help them into the backseat. And if any of you follow us, I swear I’ll

press harder.”

Victoria paled instantly, hastily ordering the guards, “Do as she says!”

Simultaneously, she snarled at me through gritted teeth, “Sophia, if Jacob finds out you’ve done this to me, you’re dead!”

This was a matter of life and death. I ignored her.

Once the guards had placed my in-laws in the car as instructed, I forced Victoria to the car door, shoved her away, and

immediately sped off toward Jacob’s hospital.

The Pearson family was among the elite of Rivertown. Doting on their only son, his parents hadn’t forced him into the

family business. Instead, they indulged his desire to become a doctor, even investing a fortune to establish a large private

hospital for him.

I drove like a madwoman, racing against time to reach the hospital.

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Once there, it would be okay. Jacob wouldn’t refuse to save his own parents!

While driving, I called Jacob countless times. As expected, every call went to voicemail.

I hadn’t held out hope. For years, all my communication with Jacob went through Victoria. He never answered my calls

or replied to my messages.

Finally, I screeched to a halt at the emergency center entrance. I grabbed the first nurse I saw.

“I’m Sophia Pearson, Dr. Pearson’s wife! My husband’s parents are in that car, his father’s been assaulted and his mother is in anaphylactic shock! I need a trauma team out here now!”

The nurse merely rolled her eyes at me.

“Ma’am, with all respect… everyone knows Dr. Pearson’s partner is Victoria Wren. If you’re trying to get seen faster, you’ll

need a better story than that.”

I was taken aback, but the situation was too dire for explanations. I gripped her arm. “Go find Jacob Pearson right now.

Tell him Sophia is here, and relay exactly what I just said. He’ll handle it!”

Seeing my desperation, the nurse didn’t dare delay and hurried upstairs to find Jacob.

Soon, he followed her out. The moment he saw me, he snapped coldly, “What is wrong with you?!”

*I just got off the phone with Victoria. She told me you turned violent when she tried to serve your parents, then lied

about an allergy and pulled a knife on her. What the hell is wrong with you, Sophia?”

Stunned by this blatant misrepresentation, I had no time to argue. I pointed frantically at my car. “They’re not my

parents, Jacob. they’re yours! The both unconscious in the backseat! I need a gurney and a team, now!”

To my horror. Jacob didn’t even glance at the car. He shook off my hand and turned to leave.

“My parents are halfway across the world. Don’t bring them into your dramatics just to skip the wait.”

“Victoria has a doctorate in nutrition. She said it’s indigestion, not an allergy. And as director, and as your husband, the

last thing I need is you using my name to bend rules.”

“Take a number like everyone else, Sophia. The Pearson last name isn’t your fast pass.”

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