The Abandoned Wife Dumped Him First (Victoria and Elias) novel Chapter 325

Elias's low voice reached both Victoria and Genevieve at the same time.

The smile on Genevieve's face froze instantly. Her pupils trembled as she stared at him in utter disbelief.

What did he just say?

He said that from now on, he would believe anything Victoria said?

No, she must have misheard.

Yes, that had to be it. Elias had seen Victoria try to kill her with his own eyes. How could he possibly believe Victoria?

But in the next second, Genevieve saw the look in Elias's eyes as he gazed at Victoria. It was completely different from how he used to look at her.

There was no anger, no disgust, no impatience.

Genevieve's face went white. Her hands clenched into fists. She wanted to speak, but it felt as if something was caught in her throat.

Victoria, too, was taken aback. Her gaze flickered for a moment as she met his. Then, just as quickly, she looked away, her eyes landing on the panic on Genevieve’s face. A sarcastic smile touched her lips.

“No matter what I say? In that case, what if I told you that everything Genevieve just said was a lie? That she was the one who choked me, who slapped me without provocation, and who tried to stab me?”

Genevieve was floored. She hadn't expected Victoria to completely twist the story around. “You’re lying!” she retorted immediately. “It was you who slapped me, choked me, and tried to kill me!”

“Do you have proof?” Victoria asked coolly.

Suddenly, she caught sight of Elias, who had been standing silently in front of Victoria the entire time. Remembering what he had just said, her heart sank. She turned to him, her voice urgent.

“Elias, believe me. Everything I said is the truth. It was Victoria who wanted to kill me. All these injuries… she did this to me.”

She reached out to grab Elias's arm, but he subtly moved away.

Her hand froze in mid-air. She stared at the sharp lines of his profile, her heart sinking lower and lower. “Elias…” she whispered.

Victoria lowered her gaze to Elias, her voice flat and emotionless as she asked, “So, Mr. Shawn, are you still going to believe me now?”

The man’s deep eyes reflected the slight, mocking curve of her lips. His jaw tensed, and his brow furrowed almost imperceptibly. “Do you really have to do this?” he asked in a low voice.