Revenge
Lewis glared at the two people, thinking about how Keira had been bullied by this mother and son for the past month, and he wished he could kill them.
âŠ.
But this was Clance, where one couldnât kill people recklessly.
However, the murderous intent in his eyes was so intense that it frightened Howard into a frozen state!
Lewis stared at them fiercely, his gaze sweeping over Keira before he adjusted his cuffs and said, âA month ago, you set me up, and that account hasnât been settled yet.â
As he spoke these words, several black-clothed bodyguards suddenly appeared at the door.
Howard had never seen such a presence.
His legs instantly went weak, and he knelt on the ground, knocking his head and begging. âMr. Horton, that had nothing to do with me⊠It wasnât my idea; it was all Keeraâs. Keera was the one who plotted against you, and it has nothing to do with me⊠I was forced by KeeraâŠâ
Keira looked at him, her heart filled with sorrow for Keera once again.
This man had personally sent his wife to another manâs bed, and in the end, he didnât even want to take a bit of responsibility.
She took a deep breath, not wanting to speak anymore.
Lewis was about to share his feelings with her when Howard and his mother interrupted him, and now he couldnât be bothered to argue with the two of them and simply roared, âGet out!â
Howard immediately stood up. He and his mother helped each other out. When they stumbled over the coffee table, they didnât even dare to stand up and crawled out like that.
Once they were out the door, the two of them seemed as if they had gotten their lives back and rushed out in a most disgraceful manner.
It wasnât until they had finally walked a considerable distance, even leaving the neighborhood, that they stopped and, filled with afterthought, looked back at the villa.
Only then did Howard realize something was amiss. âWhy would Mr. Horton be in the second bedroom? And Keera, why doesnât she seem to be afraid of him?â
His mother immediately slapped her thigh. âMr. Horton must have taken a fancy to her. No wonder she could hire a nanny, and she spoke with more confidence when she talked to us! She must have won Mr. Hortonâs heart!â
Howard was confused. âThen Mr. Horton will definitely help her fill that twenty-million gap, wonât he? I really⊠why did I get a divorce? If I hadnât divorcedâŠâ
Hearing this, his mother couldnât help but smack his head. âIf you hadnât divorced, Mr. Horton would still take a fancy to Keera, and what would you dare to do?â
Howard showed a sleazy expression. âAt least I couldâve taken some benefitsâŠâ
His mother also showed a regretful expression but thinking back to Mr. Hortonâs imposing aura just now, she couldnât help shivering with fear and said, âSon, how did you have the courage to plot against such a terrifying person?â
Howard also cringed. At that time, without any connections with influential people, he saw that Mrs. Hortonâs late wife looked very similar to Keera, so he immediately became tempted.
Thinking back now, he had been incredibly audacious!
But what a pity! He had delivered wealth and luxury right to Keera!
He felt some anger but could only stubbornly say, âNo matter what, the woman Mr. Horton is sleeping with now is someone Iâve used and discarded!â
After saying that, as if to comfort himself, he called a cab, taking his mother away from there and back to Cindyâs home.
On the way home, Howardâs emotions were very complicated.
Thereâs an old saying that goes, you donât cherish what you have until you lose it, and then itâs too late for regrets, especially since he had thought it was he who had abandoned Keera.
He believed that Keeraâs life would definitely be miserable in the future, and when he was occasionally in a good mood, he could still go to see her, as Keera would still be his woman.
However, someone had come to snatch herâŠ
Thinking of Keeraâs beautiful face, he remembered Keera in college. Although she didnât have a good demeanor, she still relied on her impressive looks to become the school beauty and was pursued by many.
Howard suddenly felt a bit reluctant to let her go.
Hereâs the revised and connected version of the passage:
His mother understood his thoughts just by looking at him and comforted him by saying, âSon, whatâs there to miss? That Keera has nothing but a face like a vixen, and sheâs seducing everyone everywhere. How can she compare to Cindy?â
Howard nodded. âRight, sheâs nothing but a worn-out shoe! Mr. Horton even came to our door because of her! Mom, that woman is like a log in bed, utterly joyless and boring. Sooner or later, Mr. Horton will get tired of her!â
His mother agreed. âExactly, she canât even produce a son. Useless woman! She claims she treats me well. Ha! Cindy will definitely treat me even better!â
While they talked, they returned home. The apartment Cindy lived in was a three-bedroom place rented by Howard. The neighborhood was nice, and the house itself was well-decorated.
As they entered, they saw the living room coffee table in a mess, full of barbecue leftovers from Howardâs feast last night. The disarray seemed particularly out of place in the otherwise opulent house, instantly souring their mood.
Thinking of how neat and clean Keeraâs villa was, Howardâs mother couldnât help but frown and called out, âCindy, clean up the coffee table in the living room, will you?â
Cindy was lying in the master bedroom playing with her phone. Hearing this, she said, âMom, my stomach hurts. Maybe you could do me a favor and tidy up?â
Howardâs mother frowned instantly and went straight into the bedroom. âCindy, I know youâre faking it! Babies arenât that delicate. When I was pregnant with Howard, I was still working in the fields! Donât try to be lazy with meâŠâ
When she moved in yesterday, Cindy was utterly submissive to her. She thought Cindy was still as compliant as she used to be, but as soon as she said this, Cindy looked pitifully at Howard. âHoward, my stomach really hurts. Iâm not lying to you. Mom, how can you say that about me?â
Howardâs mother became angry at once. âWhat have I said about you? When Keera was pregnant, she didnât neglect any housework and even made soup for me every dayâŠâ
As she spoke, she glanced toward the dining room, noticing that this morningâs used plates were still sitting there, unwashed. This made her even angrier. âHoward and I were out for two hours, and you did nothing at home?â
Cindy, feeling wronged, said, âMom, I really have a stomach ache. Even if you donât feel sorry for me, at least feel sorry for your grandson! What do you say, Howard?â
Howardâs mother immediately turned to Howard. In the past at home, whenever there was a conflict between her and Keera, Howard always took her side. But unexpectedly, Howard frowned at Cindy and ultimately turned to her. âMom, stop making a scene. Iâm annoyed. Just go and clean up.â
Howardâs mother was stunned. âHow can you make me do the work? When have I ever done chores at home? I still have to go out and exercise!â
Howard said, âBefore Keera came along, werenât you the one who did everything? Hurry up! Iâve had enough of this!â
As Howard said this, he pushed his mother out of the master bedroom, and with a âbang,â he shut her outside the door.
Howardâs mother was shocked. She stood staring blankly at the door, her expression frozen, and it even took her a moment to process what had just happened!
If it had been before, Howardâs mother might have tolerated it, as she had to depend on her son to live. But after being respected and pampered by Keira for a month, how could she take this lying down?
She was so angry that her chest heaved dramatically, and then she began pounding the door furiously!
âBang! Bang! Bang! Cindy, you harbinger of doom, come out here! Why should I do the work? Howard, I raised you, and now I have to serve the both of you? Bah! Keep dreaming!â
This quarrel was all within Keiraâs expectations; in fact, it was exactly the revenge Keira had elaborately planned for Howard over a month.
At this very moment, in the South family villa, Lewis was watching her with a burning gaze.