His Real Wedded Bride

Chapter 1267 A Perfect Match

Charles was depressed. Watching Melissa gradually lose weight and slowly go crazy when she was

emotional broke his heart.

This was his mother and the closest person to him biologically. While he loved her dearly, she always

forced him to do things he didn't want to do.

It was because Melissa cried so much that Charles was affected. It liked whenever he went home to

Sheryl, he brought this sadness with him. He couldn't help but be grumpy and found himself unable to

say anything nice. He had to try his best not to talk much when he was at home because he didn't want

to hurt anyone with his words.

Outside the ward, Sheryl was devastated.

She usually felt mentally prepared whenever she visited the hospital, but this time she felt anxious. She

hadn't anticipated being so sad over Melissa telling Charles to divorce her and let her leave the house.

What made her even more upset was that from beginning to end, Charles hadn't said a single word in

her defense, even though Melissa was slandering her.

Sheryl's heart sunk at the very thought. Lowering her hand with food for the patient powerlessly, she

turned around and went outside. Taking a deep breath, Sheryl turned her head and glanced at the ward

door. The sounds of cheerful chatting and laughing from inside the door were strident and hurtful.

Later that night, back at the villa, Danny walked quietly toward the gate. Taking out a key from his back

pocket, he put it in the lock and opened the door.

He had something very important to do, so he was late. As soon as Danny entered, he immediately

saw Miranda sitting on the couch, her face emotionless.

"Honey, what's wrong? You look unhappy," Danny said, with worry in his voice. Sitting down on the

couch next to Miranda, he gently wrapped his arms around her. Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

He was good at playing the role of a considerate lover.

"Do you remember that woman Rachel Bai I mentioned to you before? She found out that we murdered

my husband and then transferred the property. She even has evidence," Miranda explained. She was

worried that Danny would want to escape this disaster and leave her, so she purposefully stressed the

words "transferred the property."

Frightened by what he'd just heard, Danny stuttered frantically, "Then...Well... What should we do?

Let's run away and go abroad. We've always wanted to move away. Why not just do it now?" He

anxiously looked at Miranda, his eyes wide and tearful.

Shaking her head, she responded, "But we can't guarantee that would work. And who knows, maybe

Rachel already sent someone to spy on us." Touching his shoulder calmly, Miranda tried to ease

Danny's anxiety.

"I would rather deal with Rachel directly than be threatened by her. That way, no one in the world will

know our secret anymore, right?" Miranda spoke softly into Danny's ear. Her lips lightly brushed his

earlobe as she spoke, making him tremble.

To the outside world, a couple whispering into each other's ears would appear to be an act of love, not

a plan to murder their next victim.

While Danny had stolen some money before, he had never killed anyone. Hearing Miranda's subtle

suggestion, he felt a shiver go down his spine. He was absolutely terrified and shook his head

immediately.

Miranda continued to press him. "If we don't take preemptive action, neither of us will get out of this. I

don't want to go to prison. Do you? Hmm?" While Miranda spoke softly, to Danny it sounded like a war

drum- dense, approaching, and irresistibly powerful. In that moment, he seemed to have lost the ability

to speak.

After a long moment, he finally awoke from his trance. Looking at the intense expression on Miranda's

face, he realized that she was right and there was no other way out of this mess. Both of them were in

the same boat. Even if he wanted to run away, Miranda wouldn't allow him to.

"So we just do it," Danny said decisively. "We'll make a detailed plan. We can't do this rashly." Once

he'd realized that there was no other way, it was like a switch had flicked in his mind. He needed to be

ruthless.

The couple stayed up all night discussing how to make Rachel disappear. At this point, they had no

reverence for life. They were just ready to risk everything. When the sun began to rise and the birds

started chirping, they hugged each other and fell asleep.

Meanwhile, Rachel was still excitedly awaiting the good news that the company would be extricated.

The last thing she would think was that someone was planning to murder her.

Mr. Li, a long-term client of the company, would be having his birthday party soon. Rachel was planning

on taking this party very seriously, as she wanted to seize this opportunity to find new business

partners.

On the night of the party, Rachel put on her new customized evening dress and started applying her

makeup. She was determined to stand out and be the focus of everyone's attention tonight. This would

allow her to show that her company was not in trouble, but that it was still prosperous.

After giving herself a once over in the mirror, Rachel left for the party, her invitation in hand.

Arriving at the gate of the hotel, Rachel had attracted the attention of many men. It reminded her of

when she was a superstar and would be in the spotlight wherever she showed up. Every woman was

jealous of her, and every man was crazy for her. Such a thought gratified her vanity.

Rachel entered the lobby gracefully, as if she were walking on the red carpet. When she saw Mr. Li,

she hugged him warmly, wished him a happy birthday, and then gave her gift to the man in charge of

receiving presents.

"Ms. Bai, you are more and more beautiful every time I see you. Enjoy yourself tonight," Mr. Li said to

Rachel happily. It seemed that he was proud to have such a beautiful woman attend his party.

"Mr. Li, happy birthday. And is this your wife? Mrs. Li is so beautiful. As a single, I am jealous of your

deep love."

Mr. Li chuckled in response. "Many successful men came here today. Take your pick! I must go now,

but, Ms. Bai, make yourself at home."

Rachel nodded and smiled. After Mr. Li left, she started to scan the room for potential business

partners.

Suddenly, there was an uproar at the hotel gate. Her heart sank at the commotion. Unexpectedly, she

saw someone she was familiar with.

Charles and Sheryl were walking into the party, hand in hand, like the most affectionate couple in the

world.

The crowd surrounding them praised them as a perfect match. Rachel heard and saw everything and

wanted to rip their mouths out. 'They are a perfect match, but who am I?' she thought to herself.