The Kidnapped Bride

Chapter 548 - 548 Amaira is not your own!

548 Amaira is not your own!

DANG!

Javier fired at Shirley’s arm as his eyes were covered with winter mist, “Speak properly...” he warned as his teeth gritted on hearing her abusing his mother. His blood rose, anger was ready to explode on her.

Shirley’s eyes turned red on seeing the blood on her arms, “She was your mother but a thorn in my way of becoming the official Mrs. Johnson!”

“I became pregnant with Shawn’s child but in the end, what was I getting? The title of second wife? Why?! I wanted Shawn to divorce her but her and Shawn..tsk tsk, he wouldn’t let her leave! I wanted my child to call Shawn father but with her, everything wouldn’t have been so smooth. I knew he would run back to her as soon as he was done with me!”

“He considered..that Alice was his love. He would never break his family for me until...she isn’t there in this world anymore...” On recalling those moments, a psycho smile transformed on Shirley’s lips. A huge laugh was heard in the entire room that echoed through all four corners. “She faced death! She died!! Alice died and I got what I wanted!”

“My daughter got the surname of the Johnsons and her child? Her child died! She died! Both of them were killed! Hahahaha...yes, this was what I wanted from them. This served them right. Whosoever would come in my way, they would need to be taught a lesson.”

At this point, seeing Shirley’s behavior brought disgust in brother’s eyes. They intentionally triggered her so that she would spill the beans. It looks like they accomplished their task.

“Shirley...” Javier called her name and she moved her head in his direction, “You need to know something...”

“What?”

.....

“You lost to our mother.” Javier couldn’t help but say and on this topic, gaze at her with sympathy, “You were betrayed, you were fooled and used for all these years. Yet you thought you were against Alice Anderson? No...not at all...”

A frown curved on the mad forehead of Shirley not understanding a word, “I won everything. I got what I wanted. Your mother died, your sister died. I got to be Mrs. Johnson, Shawn loved me!”

Hearing her words, Charles laughed, “Are you sure he loves you? Because as far as my eyes go, I see him bringing you as a substitute, a maid who could take care of his beloved daughter with our mom.”

Something crawled under Shirley’s skin. Her eyes narrowed, filled with curiosity and absolute disdain, “What do you mean?” She looked forward to some answers, something to make her understand

At last, Charles smiled. While Javier stood behind Shirley, keeping the gun pointed in her direction and straight. Meanwhile, Charles walked at her without breaking eye contact.

His face was covered with the cold sand. If the eyes could be used as a weapon, she would have been killed hundreds of times till now.

He came near her to face her more closely. Slowly, he bent to whisper into Shirley’s ears that could turn her life upside down.

“Your child...was never raised, Shirley.” Charles said, “Amaira isn’t your child but our sister. Alice Anderson’s and Shawn Johnson’s daughter. Your child was mercilessly killed by Shawn by his hand to avoid all the suspicion.”

“The girl you raised all through these years isn’t even yours to begin with....” Shawn finally reveals and something strikes Shirley’s mind.

She lifted her eyes to gaze at Charles with disbelief written on her face. It doesn’t make sense. Amaira wasn’t her child? She isn’t the child she gave birth to? She raised another bi*ch’s child?

“No, this can’t be the truth. How is this possible? No! Not at all. Both of you are trying to gain a reaction from me. No, Amaira is my child, only mine!” Shirley cried and her yelling didn’t stop.

She shook her head in disbelief, not accepting the truth that was slapped on her face. “How is it possible?! I gave birth, I was pregnant with Shawn’s child!”

“You were but your dear husband killed your child the moment he was born. Do you know why? Because he never wanted your child. He wanted to raise our mom’s child, our sister. You were simply a maid he saw in his eyes.” Javier smiled and it instigated Shirley to next extend

She spun her head aournd to toss her gaze to Javier and he stood unaffected. Her cold glimmer didn’t stop passing glances, yet it added to his joy, “What happened? Do you feel bad? angry?”

“Then let me tell you some good news which will lighten your mood.” Javier spoke when he took a few steps without moving his gun from her head.

“Well, we told Shawn about your affair with another man and he personally instructed us to deal with you the way a traitor should be dealt with. It was him, he revealed to us that he killed your child. Tsk tsk, the girl you raised and dominated for so many years turned out not to be yours.”

All Javier did was to trigger and taunt her. He saw her face turning ugly, more fury furnishing on her forehead. Her fist curled and she tried to tremble on the chair.

Tears filled in her eyes when she raised her head to find Charles, “H-he killed my child?”

“Yes.”

“SHAWN!!!! You BASTARD!!!”

Shirley continued to struggle to get out from the ropes. Unfortunately all her attempts failed miserably. Her ice cold eyes glittered with dangerous light. She wanted to free herself and kill Shawn this instant!

How can he say that she was a maid? Why?! He killed her child....he killed his own kin?

“Why...Why..Shawn...my own child...” she was thunderstruck from head to bottom. Nothing could relieve her feelings which were the biggest turmoil.

But Javier and Charles had no more patience to deal with her emotions. “So now that we know about you, Shirley...”

Charles brought the rifle and titled it in Shirley’s direction, “Ask your brother and father to come out and face us. Otherwise, they should be ready to see you blow off in front of their eyes...”