Todos los capítulos de Prison Lovebirds: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 7

As soon as I sent the message, a logistics information popped up. It was a package from my husband—some local wine from his business trip.Also, the sender's address was the same as the hotel where Jasmine Teach was hosting her wedding banquet.Just last night, my husband was on the phone, sweet-talking me."Babe, it's only been three days, but I miss you so much. The food at the hotel is terrible. I don't like it at all. Nothing beats the meals you make for me at home."Ugh, this trip is way too long. Two whole weeks! I won't be around to take care of you, so promise me you'll take care of yourself, okay? Don't make me worry."Looking at the groom in the photo, I tried to convince myself that he just looked like my husband. I could hardly believe that my husband would go behind my back to marry the woman who bullied me back in college.However, the watch on his left wrist said otherwise.I had designed that watch myself, with our names engraved on the dial. There was only one i

Jasmine's tone instantly changed as she spoke sweetly into the phone."Don't worry, darling. No one will make things hard for you today. I'll lead the bridesmaids to welcome you at the hotel entrance ahead of time. Your friends will be jealous of you instead!"Harold's voice on the phone was cold and commanding, nothing like the gentle, submissive tone he used with me.I bit down on the sock in my mouth, struggling to make any noise.Upon seeing this, Jasmine smirked and continued."Darling, the mistress you keep outside tried to ruin our wedding. Would you be mad at me if I gave her a beating?"Harold's indifferent voice came through the speaker, "Do whatever you want, as long as it makes you happy. You're the only one I love. I've never kept another woman. It's obviously just her making up lies."If she's really pissing you off, just beat her to death. With my protection, you have nothing to be afraid of."Jasmine shot me a mocking look and replied, "Darling, you're the best.

Harold smirked and grabbed my face with his hand."Regina, if you die right now, wouldn't all your assets automatically go to me, your loving husband?"I struggled and shoved him away."Harold, there are so many people here. Are you really going to do something like that in front of them?He scoffed and sneered. "They're all my people. You can't escape. Soon, I'll be the real billionaire!"His excitement grew as he called for the bodyguards to tie me up and lock me in a hotel room.It was only then that Jasmine realized that I was Harold's wife and she was the mistress instead.However, Harold assured her that as long as I was dead, he would marry her immediately. And once their child was born, they could smoothly register the baby as his legal heir.With that promise, Jasmine regained her arrogance and stood over me smugly."Regina, so you really were the richest person. It doesn't matter now. Once you're dead, I'll be taking your place. And you're? You're nothing but a stepp

Harold lowered his head, with guilt written all over his face as he explained, "I'm sorry. Back in college, I was just an intern at the company. I didn't have the power to sponsor anyone."Jasmine broke down, sobbing uncontrollably."You were the one who approached me first! You said you were my benefactor, but you were lying to me all along!"She crawled over to me, clutching my feet desperately. "Regina, I'm so sorry. I misunderstood you! You were my true savior during college. I'm so sorry, I truly am…"Hearing the police sirens blaring outside, I reached down and took off the watch from Harold's left wrist."I designed this myself. You don't deserve to wear it. You two can drop the act. I won't go soft. Explain everything to the police. And trust me, the top-tier lawyers I've hired won't let me down."Without sparing them another glance, I walked out and got into the car to head to the hospital for a full check-up.Since Harold mentioned he'd been drugging my milk for a long