Chapter 279 Kidnap Again
Lydia was so furious she could have spit blood, but she didn’t dare show it on her face. Malcolm had always favored sons over daughters, and over the years, Lydia had only dared to step on Meryl, never John. Strangely enough, it seemed like they were born enemies. Even before Meryl was brought back into the family, John had never gotten along with Lydia.
Bianca glanced behind Lydia and curiously asked, “Lydia, it’s Christmas. Why didn’t Dalton come back with you?”
Lydia’s face stiffened at the mention of Dalton. She quickly made an excuse. “The Anistons have a lot of relatives. Dalton couldn’t get away right now. He said he’d come in a couple of days to visit.”
Bianca chuckled at this, “Couldn’t get away? We are his wife’s parents! And it’s your first year of marriage. Has Dalton not been thinking about you at all?”
Lydia felt a wave of irritation. How could she possibly tell them that Dalton was in the middle of divorcing her! Just then, she felt something hard beneath her, pressing uncomfortably.
Lydia glanced down discreetly, and her eyes suddenly lit up. “Wait, isn’t this John’s phone?” she said to herself.
A sudden thought crossed her mind, and a gleam of excitement flickered in her eyes. That afternoon, Meryl received a message from John asking to meet.
Naturally, Meryl didn’t refuse.
The next day, Meryl went out for an appointment, but when she arrived at the restaurant, the person she saw wasn’t John.
“Lydia, did you take John’s phone to send me that message?” In just a few seconds, Meryl realized she’d been tricked by Lydia.
Knowing she had fallen into a trap, Meryl turned to leave without a second thought. But just as she reached the restaurant’s entrance, Lydia grabbed her wrist and dragged her into the alley behind the restaurant.
“Meryl! You’ve already married Chandler, so why are you still fighting me for Dalton? Dalton wants to divorce me! He actually wants to divorce me!” Lydia yelled.
Faced with Lydia’s frantic outburst, Meryl calmly looked at her. “Isn’t this just the consequence of your own actions? You should know better than anyone that Dalton cannot tolerate deceit, especially from someone so close to him.”
Lydia’s eyes reddened. As she thought of the fear she had been living with these past days, hatred surged within her, and she roared, “So, that day I begged you not to play the cello, why did you insist on playing it anyway?”
Meryl felt utterly bewildered. “Your lies were exposed, and now you’re blaming me for it? Why did you even tell that lie in the first place?”
Lydia sneered, “I don’t want to argue with you. Do you know why I brought you here today? Do you remember Rocky?”
At the mention of Rocky, Meryl froze.
Lydia’s eyes blazed with fury as she grabbed Meryl’s shoulders with a fierce grip.
“Three years ago, I told Dalton that you slept with Rocky to make him obey you. Do you know how Dalton reacted when he heard that?” Lydia narrowed her eyes. “No man can tolerate his woman betraying him, Meryl. Tell me, if today, three years later, Chandler and Dalton were to see you tainted with their own eyes, do you think they’d both lose their minds? When that time comes, will Chandler abandon you? Do you want to experience the despair of three years ago again? No one believed in you. Everyone thought you were ruthless.”
Seeing Lydia suddenly become so unhinged, Meryl felt a chill in her heart.
She instinctively stepped back. “What are you going to do?”
It was only then that Meryl realized, at some point, the entrance to the alley had been blocked by a group of menacing men.
Meryl finally understood. Lydia had called for backup again, but unlike three years ago, when she staged everything herself, this time, Meryl was the one being kidnapped.