Chapter 228

For the next two weeks, Zinnia’s life got better, while Donald and Betty fell deeper into misery.

Logically, a brawny man like Donald shouldn’t have been subdued by Maelis, yet one blow from her had left him crippled. Just seeing it sent a cold sweat down his spine.

These past two weeks had been a living hell for Donald and Betty. Maelis, completely unhinged, had even converted a room into a torture chamber. Not even the three Shaw brothers could stop her.

Even when the police arrived, Maelis was still brutalizing Donald and Betty. The scene was so horrific that veteran officers stood speechless.

Only when handcuffs clicked shut did Maelis emerge from her sadistic trance, face dazed. She struggled against the officers while muttering, “How could the Lynn family do this to me? I’m their daughter. They can’t… You’re lying.”

“Bitch, you destroyed our Shaw family,” Donald sprawled on the floor, his eyes venomous–his golden days had been shattered by this woman’s idiocy.

Not long ago, he had planned for Maelis to attend Sofia’s birthday party to mend things with the Lynns. But Maelis was so dumb as to provoke them instead. Now, the entire Shaw family was in serious trouble.

Donald hadn’t even enjoyed his good days yet, and now they were ruined. How could he not feel resentment? He wished he could take his anger out on Maelis in the most brutal ways possible.

“How dare you glare at me? Everything you have is because of me, and you still act like this after betraying me?” Maelis snarled, delivering a vicious kick to Donald.

The kick landed squarely on his mouth, making him scream in pain. He never thought Maelis would have the audacity to do this to him.

For decades, he had lived in luxury. But in the past two weeks, he found himself cowering like a stray dog, and it shattered his entire world completely.

“You deranged whore!” he spat, his eyes blazing with murderous intent.

“Say that again!” Maelis’ eyes turned blood red.

Just as they lunged for each other, the lead officer barked, “Enough! Take them all in.”

All six Shaws except Terry were hauled away. Acting on Jackson’s order to show no mercy, officers ignored their struggles, slapped on handcuffs, and shoved them into the van.

Inside, the five Shaws found Jenny–arrested for attempted murder and child abandonment.

She had given up hope after her arrest, but seeing Betty being forced into the van sparked a fire within her. She believed the police were holding Betty accountable for the Shaws’ wrongdoings.

Jenny certainly loved Betty. After all, she was the only child Jenny had. Jenny’s empty eyes suddenly filled with emotion as she screamed, “Let Betty go. I did everything alone. Betty isn’t Donald’s child–she shouldn’t be dragged into this.”

Her words stunned everyone, especially Donald. “What the hell did you just say? Betty isn’t my daughter?” he exclaimed, disbelief etched across his swollen, bruised face.

Jenny turned to the police, her voice trembling. “Officers, Betty isn’t Donald’s child. She’s from some bar guy. The Shaws’ crimes have nothing to do with her. Please let her go.”

“Jenny Thorn!” Donald seethed, his eyes almost bursting with rage. He never expected to be betrayed by two women.

“Officers, I’m begging you, please let Betty go. She’s innocent!” Jenny pleaded, completely ignoring Donald.

Maelis burst into manic laughter. “Karma has its turn.”

Maelis’ laughter abruptly froze. “What did you just say?”

Donald grinned. “Know why I hated Zinnia? She’s a bastard, some random guy’s spawn. You haven’t been touched in a decade because you’re a shameless slut. Eighteen years ago, that wasn’t me in bed.”

Instantly, color drained from Lin Maelis’ face, leaving her completely pale.

Enjoying her sore face, Donald cackled, feeling freed from a decade’s secret.

The police were taken aback by the dramatic turn of events. ‘They cheated on each other? Wow, rich families really do thrive on scandal,’ they thought.

‘No wonder Donald had never touched me since Zinnia’s birth. So this is the reason,’ Maelis realized, her anger boiling over until she nearly spat blood. She turned to Donald, who was laughing uncontrollably, and murmured, “You did this.”

That year, upon returning from a business trip, Donald texted Maelis to meet him at a hotel. The moment she stepped into the room, a strange, heady scent hit her. Her mind swam, an unbearable heat coursing through her body, leaving her restless and disoriented.

She lunged at the man on the bed, and by a cruel twist of fate, spent the night there. When she woke at dawn, she found the room empty. It never crossed her mind that the man beside her hadn’t been Donald.

From that day forward, Donald never touched her again. His gaze held something complex–disgust thinly veiled. But she was too busy playing the perfect wife to notice. In truth, he deserved credit for his secrecy, hiding this for over a decade.

Donald sneered, “Don’t blame me. You walked into the wrong room.”

Back then, Donald had received a message from Jenny, the woman he truly loved. He’d switched hotel rooms without hesitation, texting Maelis to cancel under the pretense of urgent business.

Who could have guessed? The moment Donald left, Maelis arrived, phoneless and unaware of his message. She stepped right into the room he’d just vacated and spent the night with a stranger.

The next day, Donald returned home to find hickeys and scratch marks across Maelis’ body. She blushed and complained about how rough he had been the night before.

White-hot rage had consumed Donald. But with the company newly founded and dependent on the Lynn family, exposing the truth would ruin everything. Gritting his teeth, he swallowed his fury.

“You deserved it, you slut. You can only blame yourself for your bad luck,” Donald sneered, relishing her defeated expression. After years of pretense, liberation surged through him.

“I’ll kill you!” Maelis shrieked.