The Revenge of the Mute Wife by Melanie Paulson
Chapter 224

Chapter 224

Isabelle smiled triumphantly as she saw the small lump on the ground, which had stopped crying after the impact.

Sophia was in shock, staring at the baby's body. It was one thing to say they'd get rid of him and another to make it a reality...

Roger was equally stunned by what had happened, not believing his mother was capable of such an act.

Deborah had fallen to her knees, her head lowered, silent and motionless.

"Well, I think I'm satisfied now," Isabelle said with a smug grin, dusting off her hands.

"Yeah, I suppose you are," Deborah said, struggling to stand while discreetly pulling something from her

clothes.

like his

"Oh, come on. You're still young, and I hope next time you'll give birth to a child who actually looks like father," Isabelle said, adjusting her clothes.

"You know, it's funny what you're saying." Deborah said, lifting her gaze to meet Isabelle's eyes. "Because if we follow that logic..." she said, pointing a gun at Roger, "then we should kill Roger because he doesn't look anything like Mr. George." Sophia gasped, startled by the sight of the real gun. This wasn't some ridiculous joke.

"What the hell do you think you're doing? Are you insane?"

"No, I'm just following your twisted logic. Since you just killed my child who looked like me, I'm going to do the same by killing your failed son because he doesn't look like your husband."

"I'm not letting you do that!" Isabelle screamed, furiously trying to approach her, but Deborah shot into the air, frightening her companions and making them scream in terror.

"Are you crazy?" Roger asked, worried as he felt his mother clinging to him.

"Ah, I get it now. Not only are you crazy, but you're also a narcissistic piece of work," Deborah said, frowning. "That explains why you never loved your second child who actually looks like his father."

"Obviously, because I am the personification of perfection in life, and-" Isabelle started to say but screamed in fear as Deborah aimed the gun at her.

"Deborah... calm down... put that down, we can talk this out," Sophia said, terrified.

"Sure, I'll calm down when my son is safe in my arms," Deborah said with sarcastic finality. "But that won't happen, will it? Because I'll never hear my little one's beautiful laugh again, as he's now an angel who has returned to the heavens." "Deborah, calm down... I... I'll replace a way to make it up to you," Roger said nervously and scared.

"Of course, you'll make it up to me-with your own life," she declared, cocking the gun to shoot him.

"No!" Isabelle screamed, pushing her son aside to save him from the crazy woman, taking the bullet for him.

Sophia and Roger watched in horror as Isabelle fell to the ground, her clothes stained with red.

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"Ma'am!" Sophia cried out, rushing to her. "Roger, quickly, call an ambulance!" she said, searching through the blood for the wound. "Hurry, Roger..." she repeated, but Roger remained still, looking calm and bored. Roger?" "You know... you really went too far, Deborah," he said, smiling slightly.

"I don't see it that way," she replied, letting out a sigh.

"What?" Sophia asked, her face a mask of confusion.

"Oh..." Sophia turned and saw that Isabelle was alive despite the large bloodstain. "Oh... my hip," Isabelle complained, touching the part of her body that had hit the ground.

"Ma'am... you...

"Relax, Sophia. I just filled old Isabelle with paint," Deborah said, showing that the bullets were paint rounds, firing another into the ground to splatter a bit.

"Yes. Despite everything, I would never let anyone shoot my mother for real," Roger said, putting his hands in his pants pockets.