Did William Afton Kill His Wife Novels & Stories

"He attacked my husband very cunningly. He threatened and trapped my husband until he was poisoned. Poison for which there was no antidote until his body gradually rotted and his internal organs were destroyed." I shook my head slowly while she shed tears very heavily. Her hand shook holding the weapon and I snatched it very easily. Finally, she fell to her knees and cried hysterically. "Where is he, I want to meet him, if Anthony is the culprit, I will pay for all those mistakes because it was all my fault, getting him involved." The woman was still crying and I crouched in front of her, forcing her to speak. Is it true that Anthony did something heinous like this? However, his track record

Six months ago, when Dad passed away, they rushed to pay their respects and discovered that Vivian, as the daughter-in-law, did not show up at all, making them realize there were serious problems in our marriage. They felt incredibly ashamed for raising such a daughter, and even more deeply guilty and heartbroken for me, their son-in-law, who always worked hard and treated them with respect. So they prepared for the worst and had this will officially notarized. The will clearly stated that if Vivian's misconduct and betrayal of family and marriage led to the breakdown of the marriage, then half of all their assets would be gifted to their only recognized son-in-law, me. Felix's eyes were red

"I'd rather keep paying your debts than have you robbing coaches." "I suppose I won't be doing much of that anymore, seeing as how your future wife shot me. Puts a man off his game when he fears he'll face bullets, especially from ladies." Rafe's smile was more of a wince. "You're lucky the storm hindered her aim. She had every intention of killing you," Ashton chuckled, but he couldn't shake his fears for Rafe. His brother's body wouldn't stop trembling. "Damned good choice in a wife. You had to find a bloodthirsty wench." Rafe licked his lips. "Could you fetch me some water?"

Ashton asks the man, and he tries to control his breathing as he stares coldly at Ashton. “I am talking about the fact that my brother was killed by his wife and daughter and the case was just closed. I’m not going to sit and let those murderers get away with it!” The man points in the direction of Harper and her mother, causing everyone to gasp.

At the same time, William places three cups of coffee on the table and sits across the table with Patrick and Eva. After everyone left, William decides to go after the couple who he always has known but never crossed their road. Right now, he can't help but approaches them. Patrick didn't want to talk or meet William since because of him, Juliette had a bad time but he apologized and wished to talk. " Well!" He inhales sharply before speaking, " I would like to know what your daughter Laura and How she killed herself because of Odette Anderson!"

Zachary gazed out the window, as if looking at West Ridge in the past. "What did you discover?" "The matter my mom was investigating was real, and her death wasn't an accident. Someone deliberately caused it—someone you know." His voice grew increasingly cold. William's expression suddenly turned harsh—a look that hadn't appeared in years. He softly uttered a name, “Jethro Wilson.” Zachary was momentarily stunned. He had actually forgotten Mr. Wilson's real name. "Yes, that's him." William's eyes filled with contemplation. After a moment, he picked up the bottle of grain liquor and tossed it into the trash.

"All we wanted was the flash drive containing the ledger. We never thought Antoine would murder her." Apparent grief flashed through in Adrien's features. "Antoine didn't murder Audrey," he said. "His wife, Florence, did." "What?!" She exclaimed, her eyes widened. "Florence murdered Audrey?" "Yes, she did. When she found out that Audrey had stolen the flash drive, she followed her home and compelled Audrey to jump off the rooftop of her house. I was there when everything happened." "Oh my God," Camille breathed raggedly. "That woman is just as vile as her husband."

Britney was the woman who had an affair with my husband. I felt like I was seeing a movie. I wasn't able to react or do anything else. I watched silently as she took an oath, and afterward said, "I'm sorry, Marianne. I know you asked me to lie to everyone and cover for you. But I can't do that. I am under oath, and your husband was a very good man. An innocent life was lost and justice must prevail. Your honor, Marianne pushed her husband from the top of the stairs. She killed him with her hands and I witnessed it all."

She had used a knife to kill William because he was a man. As a woman, she was at a disadvantage in raw strength, so to ensure he was taken out instantly, she chose a blade. As for killing William's wife, she used a chokehold and suffocated her instead—she was confident she could finish the job that way, and using a knife would have caused blood to spray everywhere, splattering onto her body. In this apocalypse, it would be difficult to find water to bathe. So she chose the more exhausting method.

“I didn’t know until last week.” Her throat moved as she swallowed. “Your mother?” “Elena Williams.” She stood so fast the towel hit the floor. “Oh my God.” “I know.” “I thought she married that rich punk.” “She did.” June’s eyes brimmed again. Horror this time. “They said she ran off. Left him. That Killy vanished. No body, no funeral. Just gone.” “They lied,” I said. “Robert Wolfe killed him.” She lowered herself slowly to the couch, like her knees wouldn’t hold.