My Husband's Nemesis Wants to Teach Me a Lesson

It's extremely cold in River City in December.

I walked barefoot. After several days of running for my life, my hands, feet, and even my eyes were bleeding from the cold.

"Mrs. Wilson has appeared!" Suddenly, a large group of people with cameras rushed toward me.

I instinctively took a few steps back.

"Mrs. Wilson, you're in rags. Is it true that Charles Chase took advantage of you as everyone said?"

Charles Chase! The mention of that name immediately made me tremble, and tears rolled down my face. He was my husband's nemesis. They had been rivals since they were in school. Later, they entered the real estate business after graduation and started their own companies.

For the past two years, our companies' income was about the same, but due to the economic recession this year, my exceptional planning led Wilson Real Estate to make a good profit.

Charles asked my husband for help, hoping he would assist him since they were former schoolmates, but my husband humiliated him like he was a dog. "Charles, haven't you always thought you were so great? Kneel to me and lick the dust off my shoes and maybe I'll consider it!"

That night, I was dragged into a van.

Charles took me to an abandoned factory. I was thrown next to a ditch for quite some time and could vaguely see the maggots in the filthy water. Charles grabbed my hair and slapped me hard.

"Mrs. Wilson, aren't you the backbone of Wilson Real Estate? Without you, Wilson Real Estate could never have gotten to where it is! Tell me, do you think Gary would agree to trade your life for all of Wilson Real Estate?"

I had seen Charles a few times at bidding meetings before. I always carried a sense of confidence and determination in the business world. People often called me a thorn, and the term 'career woman' fit me like a glove. Whenever I appeared, there was no deal I could not get. However, my teeth were chattering as I kept shaking my head. "It... It's pointless to kidnap me, Charles. We can talk it out!"

Charles poured half a glass of liquor over the wound on my arm. "Mrs. Wilson, I've already informed Gary about your whereabouts and asked him for half of his company shares and two million dollars. Let's guess how long it'll take for me to get them!"

The intense pain made me tremble uncontrollably. I was in so much pain that I fainted.

In a daze, something told me that Gary would not give Charles a single penny.