Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 489

**TITLE: The Billionaire’s Last Obsession series 489**
**CONTENT: Chapter 489 Chaos**

The atmosphere in the room shifted dramatically as the door burst open, shattering the fragile tranquility that had enveloped Vivian and Vincent. They were both jolted from their moment of intimacy, their hearts racing in disbelief. Before Vivian could even process what was happening, a figure stormed in, a whirlwind of rage and desperation. In an instant, she found herself pinned to the bed, her hair yanked violently, and a stinging slap landing across her cheek.

“Cursed be you, you homewrecker!” the intruder spat, her voice dripping with venom. “I’ll make you pay dearly for the destruction you’ve brought upon my family!”

Vincent stood frozen, his mind a blank canvas, completely unprepared for the chaos unfolding before him. It was only when a piercing scream cut through the air, sharp and filled with terror, that he snapped back to reality.

Vivian’s hair was a wild, tangled mess, her once composed appearance now a portrait of disarray and vulnerability. Vincent’s protective instincts surged, and he lunged forward, shoving the enraged woman away from Vivian, his voice booming with authority. “Have you lost your damn mind?”

“Absolutely!” Tessa’s voice trembled, not from fear but from a tempest of fury. “I sacrificed everything for this family! When you were at your lowest, I stood by you, unwavering. I helped you build a life from nothing, bore your children, nurtured our home. We finally began to find some stability, and I dared to hope—just hope—that we could enjoy a life of comfort. And what do I receive in return? You, entangled with another woman! Explain to me how that is fair—to me, to our children?”

Vincent, his anger boiling over, angrily wrapped the blanket around himself and Vivian, shielding her from Tessa’s venomous onslaught. His eyes blazed with indignation as he shot back, “And you have the audacity to lecture me? Just look at yourself! You’ve let yourself go—day in and day out, you’ve become a shadow of your former self. You’re untidy, disheveled. I’m a man; when you present yourself like this, do you honestly think I’d feel any attraction? So before you start whining about my infidelity, perhaps you should take a long, hard look in the mirror.”

Tessa’s expression twisted into a bitter smile, tears glistening at the corners of her eyes as she retorted, “So it’s my fault for not maintaining my appearance? For not holding it all together? Yes, it’s all on me; Vincent is utterly blameless.” Her gaze then turned to Vivian, sharp and menacing. “Since I’m already so repulsive in your eyes, I won’t hesitate to make it worse.”

In a sudden, violent motion, she seized Vivian by the hair, dragging her off the bed with a ferocity that left Vivian gasping. Tessa marched toward the doorway, her grip unyielding, and flung the door open to reveal a throng of reporters eagerly waiting outside. “Look, everyone! Witness this woman who destroys families—let all of Kingston see for themselves!”

Vivian, accustomed to a life of luxury and privilege, felt utterly powerless against Tessa’s fury. How could she possibly stand up to such raw aggression? All she could do was shield her face with her trembling hands, her heart pounding in her chest. Yet, amidst the chaos, a voice from the crowd broke through the noise.

“Wait— isn’t that Mrs. Sinclair from the Sinclair Group?”

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