The Scorned Heiress: No More Mercy novel Chapter 699

When Deanna was pregnant with their children, Charles had been the most ecstatic man in the world. He had pampered her, waited on her hand and foot, and loved her with an intensity that felt so undeniably real.

Especially when Tara was born. Deanna remembers Charles weeping with joy, holding his tiny daughter like she was made of glass, swearing she was his little angel.

How could a man who loved his children so fiercely despise the woman who gave them to him?

Furthermore, as a daughter of the wealthy Sterling family, Deanna had always taken immaculate care of herself. She had access to the best postpartum care, elite fitness trainers, and world-class beauty treatments. She never let herself go. In both elegance and beauty, she knows she doesn't lose to this cheap homewrecker.

Seeing the defiance flickering in Deanna's eyes, Jovani laughs coldly.

"Even the most beautiful wife gets boring if you stare at her long enough," Jovani drawls, examining her nails. "Did you honestly think you were the only prize in his life? If Charles loved you so deeply, why did he come crawling into my bed? Why did he get me pregnant with Jade?"

Jovani leans closer, her eyes flashing with malice. "Jade is barely a year younger than Tara. Do you know what that means? It means Charles was sleeping with me while you were still recovering. He cheated on you ages ago. He got tired of you decades ago."

She smiles triumphantly. "But me? I'm the only one he's kept all these years. There are no other mistresses. Just me."

Jovani has always been driven by an ugly, festering jealousy, making her an expert at finding a person's deepest insecurities and tearing them wide open.

Every single word she speaks acts like a dagger, plunging directly into Deanna's fragile heart.

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