What She Overheard in Her Own Marriage novel Chapter 583

Finnian stiffened, the fury shifting from his face straight into his eyes. "Why would she do this?"

Dexter was just as baffled. Exactly what was Pearl trying to achieve?

By leaking these photos online, wasn't she afraid of destroying her own daughter's reputation?

After all, Noelle was Rafael's wife—Finnian's sister-in-law. Any inappropriate connection between her and Finnian would cause irreversible damage to her image.

Finnian gripped his phone, about to call Noelle, but stopped himself.

Noelle had just been admitted to the hospital with abdominal pain. No matter how furious he was, he knew she was still carrying his late brother's only child.

His head pounded with rage. He waved a hand at Dexter. "Handle the internet situation first. I'll confront Noelle in person tomorrow morning."

In the hospital, Noelle was fast asleep when her phone suddenly began to ring.

Pearl jolted awake first, glaring suspiciously at the device, wanting to silence the ringer.

But Noelle reached out, grabbing the phone and bringing it to her ear.

It was Heather calling.

"Noelle, look at the link I just sent you! How did your history with Mr. Sanders end up online? You saved those photos, didn't you? Did you lose your phone, or take it in for repairs?" Heather asked, sounding completely shocked.

"I didn't lose it. What happened? Let me check." Noelle hung up and immediately tapped the link.

The world was always more forgiving to men. People wouldn't just call Finnian a jerk; they would drag her name through the mud.

Homewrecker, seducing her brother-in-law, shameless, carrying her dead husband's child while trying to sleep with his brother—every single one of those labels was enough to ruin her life completely.

Glaring at this unbelievably stupid woman with bloodshot eyes, Noelle screamed, "Am I even your biological daughter?! Why are you trying to destroy me?"

Pearl froze, watching her daughter shake like a leaf caught in a storm.

"Of course you're my daughter. I just... I just saw the Sanders family torturing you, and I thought it wasn't fair. I... I wasn't trying to ruin you."

"Shut up! I'm going to die of anger because of you!" Noelle grabbed a pillow and hurled it at her. "Why didn't you ask me before you posted it? How could you make decisions for me? What right do you have? You didn't even bother looking for me for eighteen years!"