The Lord Mayor Falls in Love with Me

Chapter 167 A cold-hearted husband

Mr. Charles shook his head with indifference, “Don’t worry. I won't do anything to hurt you. You’re my

wife and Allen’s mother after all. If you’re a convicted murderer, it will leave an indelible stain on Allen’s

political career. So I won’t turn you in because I don’t want to do any harm to my son. But you’d better

stop being so stupid anymore. You’ve been really clumsy when you did bad things. Don’t you know

how much I’ve done to clean up you mess all these years? You could have ruined our family!”

Mrs. Charles was pale as paper. It turned out that her husband had known all the shady things she had

secretly done all these days. She realized that she was no more than a self-complacent clown the RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

whole time.

Suddenly infuriated, she grabbed Mr. Charles’s collar and yelled, “George Charles, don't you have a

heart? I’ve done all these stupid things for you. I wouldn’t have become such a cruel and pathetic

woman if you hadn’t cheated on me with other women…”

“Get your hands off me!”

Before she could finish her sentence, Mr. Charles pushed her away impatiently and said coldly, “Don't

blame it on me. You’ve done all these things for yourself as the honorable Mrs. Charles. You had your

chance. I had tried to love you, but what did you do? You murdered Laura on the operating table. I

would be insane to love a horrible woman like you.”

Mrs. Charles shook her head violently and snapped, “You’ve hated me so much because of the little

bitch Laura. I’m telling you, I don't regret killing her at all. She was my best friend and she seduced my

husband. I’m glad she died. She deserved it. I was kind enough not to kill her son.”

Mr. Charles shook his head in disgust, “Laura didn’t seduce me. We slept because we were very drunk.

She was a nice girl. You shouldn’t have killed her.”

Mrs. Charles, Laura and he had been classmates back in college, and Laura was one of the most

beautiful girls on campus. She had many admirers and Mr. Charles was one of them.

However, he didn’t confess his love for her, because he had known long ago that his family had

arranged a political marriage for him and he was supposed to marry Paige after graduation. There was

nothing he could do about it.

One day, everyone was drunk at a private party. When Laura stumbled into his room by mistake, he

was actually sober, though he had drunk a lot.

Looking at the girl who he had dreamt of for years lying beside him, he couldn’t restrain himself.

He couldn’t forget how wonderful it was to sleep with someone that he loved, even after twenty-five

years.

The next morning, Laura was shocked to find that she had slept with her best friend’s husband. She

knelt down in front of Paige remorsefully and slapped herself hard in the face for dozens of times,

begging for her forgiveness in tears.

He was standing by and watching it. Apart from feeling sorry for Laura, there was nothing he could do

at the time.

He didn’t dare to step forward to admit that he had taken advantage of Laura while she was drunk and

unconscious, because he was afraid that she would hate him for the rest of her life. Laura was the only

woman he had loved.

Unfortunately, Laura had died because of him when his jealous wife murdered her in childbirth. He had

found out the truth shortly after her death, but he had chosen not to turn his wife in to the police. A

murderous wife would definitely stand in the way of a successful political career for him.

Therefore, he had decided to cover up his wife’s crime for the sake of his career prospects. He had

even helped erase all the traces of her crime. Lawrence had always suspected whether his birth

mother had died by accident, but he had been unable to find any evidence all these years. Mr. Charles

had chosen his career, but it didn’t mean that he wouldn’t avenge Laura’s death in his own way. In the

past twenty years, he had been very indifferent to his wife, and practically ignored her in private, like

she didn’t exist. It was undoubtedly the most severe punishment for a woman who had loved him.

He hadn’t felt anything whenever his wife became sad, upset or angry, because the woman he had

loved had died. He had started to see other women. He once met a girl who looked much like Laura.

She was beautiful and innocent, and they had had a great time together.