Filed to story: Billionaire Bride’s Revenge (Vera & Howard)
What could Sharon possibly intend by this sudden change of heart? Was this another deceit, perhaps another setup?
Lily, though wary, voiced her skepticism and fear. “Mrs. Montgomery, why continue these games? Haven’t you done enough already? Look, I’ll apologize. Please, can you leave me alone?”
Sharon’s voice broke, tinged with genuine remorse. “It’s all my fault. Lily, please forgive me. You are my own daughter after all!”
Lily and Howard were stunned, questioning if they had misheard the shocking revelation.
Could Lily truly be the Montgomerys’ daughter? And what about Vera?
Before they could fully process the news, Sharon’s voice, broken by tears, came through the line.
“We completed the paternity test. Lily, you are my biological daughter, not Vera. I am so sorry.”
Lily blinked, her mind reeling.
The life she had envied in Vera, believing it had been stolen from her, was actually hers all along.
“Is this some cruel joke?” she wondered silently.
Clutching the phone tighter, her voice shaky, Lily asked, “Sharon, are you sure?”
Sharon, drying her tears, replied firmly, “Absolutely. Send me your address. I’ll come to you with the DNA reports, and you’ll see for yourself.”
After a brief hesitation, Lily gave her the address.
Once the call ended, she shared a bewildered look with Howard.
Confused and overwhelmed, she turned to him. “Am I dreaming? Or did I really just hear that? Am I really the Montgomerys’ daughter? You were meant to be my husband.”
With this newfound identity, Lily realized she would no longer face disdain or feel inferior.
Instead, she could now assert her rightful place, even over Vera if she chose.
As Lily contemplated the likely challenges and scorn Vera would face once the truth was revealed, a sense of anticipation stirred within her.
Clasping her hand firmly, Howard confirmed earnestly, “Lily, you heard correctly. We are destined to be together. After everything, we find ourselves back where we belong.”
Howard quickly grasped the situation.
Over the years, the Shaw and Montgomery families had collaborated on numerous projects.
Although Vera and Howard had signed their divorce agreement, the division of their shared business interests remained unresolved. Howard saw no need to dissolve their ongoing collaborations at this point.
Having gained the upper hand in his marriage to Vera, he now also had Lily-the woman he cherished-back at his side. A situation he deemed highly favorable.
Lily, overwhelmed with relief and joy, embraced Howard tightly.
“Finally, we’ve overcome all the obstacles. Nothing can hold us back now!” she exclaimed.
Howard, masking a sly grin, felt a surge of cold anticipation about Vera’s fate.
Meanwhile, at the hospital, after Sharon and Jeff had left, the nurses they hired for Vera were dismissed. Now, Vera, increasingly vulnerable, was left unaided.
Just then, she noticed the door opening and saw a figure entering.
Dressed in a black suit, Victor approached, his expression turning concerned as he noticed the blood on the floor and on Vera’s gown.
Quickly, he helped her onto the bed.
“It’s only been a few days since we last saw each other, and you look dreadful now,” he remarked.
Startled, Vera gathered some strength and inquired, “Why are you here?”
Victor looked around, fetched a glass of water for her, and responded, “I can’t afford to lose my business partner. I’m still eager to see your upcoming design work.”
Vera managed a faint smile, realizing Victor was fully aware of her situation.
“It seems you know everything,” she acknowledged.
Victor, known for his significant influence in the city, pressed to uncover any secret.
He glanced at Vera, his expression somber. “Who would have thought such drama could unfold outside of fiction?”
Vera, her voice barely a whisper, agreed, “Indeed.”
It felt as though fate were mocking her.
Rather than reaching for the water, she attempted to rise from the bed, her hands pushing down behind her for support.
Yet her strength failed her. Her hands barely touched the ground before they gave out, and she started to collapse.
Victor quickly stepped in, catching her in his arms. The close contact brought her face near his, and she caught a hint of his light cologne.
Their bodies close together, the moment held an unintended intimacy.
Grasping Victor’s arms for support, Vera tried once more to stand.
“Thanks,” she murmured, her voice strained, using what little energy she had left.
“It’s nothing,” Victor replied dismissively, his attention focused on her condition.
He noticed the paleness of her face and the blood at the corner of her mouth.
Vera, once vibrant and beautiful like a spring iris, now seemed to be fading rapidly.
After a thoughtful pause, Victor’s voice lowered, hinting at deeper currents. “Do you wish to seek revenge?” he asked.
Vera looked at Victor with a hint of surprise, her expression a mix of confusion and curiosity.
“What revenge?” she asked.
Victor responded smoothly, “To get back at the woman who broke up your home.”
Vera’s lips tightened, her gaze steady and undisturbed. Initially, she had been shocked and felt ridiculous about the entire situation, but now she had found her calm.
“It doesn’t matter anymore. Howard was never truly mine to begin with. I have no plans to act against him. Even as a Montgomery, I want nothing to do with him.”