The Stranger Behind My Orgasm novel Chapter 278

Chapter 278: RUINING VICTORIA PARKER

Finnegan

"Ew, her last name was Parker?" Annette whispered on the other side of Abigail.

I watched the woman who had been my wife for fifteen years, and my enemy for the last several months, get led in by the bailiffs to the defense table. She looked rather relaxed, and I almost laughed at the sight, because her jaw was about to drop.

"Victoria Parker," the judge began.

"You have pleaded guilty as an accessory to murder, obstruction of justice, conspiracy to commit murder, and multiple counts of fraud and money laundering. The court has reviewed your cooperation agreement with the prosecution, and while your testimony against Devin Wolfe was valuable, the court finds that the severity of your crimes warrants significant punishment."

Her eyes widened, and she blinked rapidly.

"W-What?! You can’t do that,"

"Excuse me?" the judge scoffed, arching a brow.

Victoria’s face went white. "I mean, go on, your honor,"

"Therefore," the judge continued, "this court sentences you to twenty years in the state correctional facility. You will serve a minimum of sixteen years before you are eligible for parole. Bailiff, take the prisoner into custody."

"No!" she screamed. "No! That’s not, that’s not what we agreed! They promised me! They promised me three years! Twenty years?"

Victoria shrieked as the officers grabbed her, her hands clawing at the air. "I can’... I can’t spend twenty years in prison! I have a daughter! I have... Finnegan!"

She whirled, her gaze finding me in the gallery. "Finnegan! Finnegan, please! You can’t do this! You can’t let them do this to me!"

I met her eyes and gave her a dead stare before turning to Abigail.

"Are you ready to go?"

"Yep," Abigail grinned, popping the ’P’. My woman could be petty when she wanted to be.

As we left the courtroom, Victoria kept calling out.

"Finnegan, please! I’m begging you! I know you did this! I know you pulled strings! Please! I’ll do anything! I’ll say anything! Just... please! Don’t let them take me!"

I didn’t give a shit. I was done with that. It was bad enough that she’d been horrid to me, but feeding Angel that terrible lie? I could never forgive her for that.

When we all made it to the car park, I helped Abigail into the car and pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Give me five minutes,"

"Alright,"

I walked toward the side entrance where the prisoner transport vehicles waited. Victoria stood between two officers, her hands cuffed behind her, her face streaked with tears.

"Finnegan," she gasped, lunging forward against the officers’ grip. "Finnegan, thank God. Thank God. You have to fix this. You have to tell them. Tell them there’s been a mistake. Tell them I can’t, I can’t go to prison for twenty years. I’ll die in there."

I stopped a few meters away from her, close enough to see the panic in her eyes.

"You promised," she sobbed. "When we were married, you promised to protect me. To take care of me. For better or worse, Finnegan. Remember? For better or worse?"

I said nothing, and her face twisted in rage. "This is your fault! You did this! You and that little bitch you’re fucking now! You destroyed our family! You destroyed everything!"

She spat at me. It fell short, though, and landed on the concrete between us.

"I hope you rot," she hissed. "I hope you both rot. I’ll get out. I’ll find a way. And when I do, I’ll destroy you and... and I’ll destroy her."

"Is that all?" I asked in a dry voice.

"Please," she whimpered, tears streaming down her face. "Please, Finnegan. I’m begging you. I can’t do twenty years. I can’t. I’ll be like sixty when I get out. I’ll have nothing. Please. For Angel. Do it for Angel. She needs her mother."

VICTORIA WOLFE’S SECRET LIFE: THE AFFAIR THAT DESTROYED A FAMILY.

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