Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 981

"Tell her to leave! Tell her Ryan doesn't want to see her!"

The maid scurried out to deliver the message.

But somehow, the sound of crying grew closer, and Susan burst into the house.

Anastasia turned to see Susan with disheveled hair and a tear-streaked face, her eyes swollen from crying and her clothes covered in dust. She desperately pushed past the maids trying to block her, crying out, "Ryan!"

Whether she was pushed by a maid or simply lost her balance, Susan suddenly staggered and fell heavily to the floor.

She scraped her elbows and knees badly. Raising her tear-filled eyes, she looked utterly pathetic.

"Ryan, they said you don't want me anymore! I don't believe it, I don't believe it's true...!"

"Mom!"

Someone else rushed in behind her—it was Crystal.

Seeing Susan on the floor, she hurried to help her up, looking just as pitifully at Ryan. "Dad, are you really leaving us?"

Ryan's expression remained impassive.

"I thought I made myself perfectly clear," he said.

Susan was sobbing uncontrollably. "Ryan, I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have been so foolish as to use our child to frame Anastasia. I truly know I was wrong. Please, just give me one more chance..."

Seeing Ryan unmoved, she suddenly scrambled over to Anastasia and dropped to her knees with a thud.

"Anastasia, I was wrong! I'm sorry. Please, can you forgive me? If you forgive me, Ryan will change his mind..."

"What... what are you talking about! I don't understand!" Susan quickly retorted. "My pregnancy and miscarriage are both documented by the hospital. How could they be fake? You can't just slander me like this to clear your own name!"

"The hospital? To be precise, the doctor who issued both your pregnancy and miscarriage reports was the same person, wasn't he? A man named Luther Lee. Your old classmate. Your admirer."

"Your secret plot to have him falsify the records was very well hidden. But unfortunately for you, I still found out."

Susan looked on in utter disbelief, her face ashen as she collapsed to the floor.

A sharp pain shot through her wrist as Ryan seized it, his eyes boring into hers. "Is what Anastasia said true? You were never pregnant?!"

"I... I..."

Susan's lips trembled. She wanted to deny it, but Anastasia's detailed account made it clear she already had concrete proof. How could she possibly argue?