Divorced and Pregnant My New Life with a Billionaire Drives My Ex Crazy novel Chapter 672

“Her mother wasn’t your lover, she was?” Bronwen’s voice came out raw, almost shaking. “Wilson, what’s wrong with you? You’re just a monster!” She slapped him, the sound echoing in the room. Only when she caught a real glimpse of the girl’s young face did Bronwen finally realize what she’d helped to enable.

Wilson hadn’t even recovered from the sting before the girls rushed at him all at once.

“Why did you secretly take photos of me?”

“It was you… You touched me and told me not to tell my mom. You’re the reason I still have nightmares!”

“Do you know I can’t trust any men now? I avoid them whenever I can. I can’t even trust my own dad anymore. You did this to me, you monster!”

“I used to trust you so much. I thought you actually cared about me. I looked up to you like you were a father. Why did you make me take off my clothes for those photos?”

“Just go to hell, Wilson!”

“This is all because of you! If your family hadn’t paid everyone off, if we hadn’t been silenced again and again, we wouldn’t have lost everything trying to sue you!”

“You think a little money makes you untouchable? Give us back our lives. Give us back our childhoods!”

“Wilson, I was pregnant with your baby… Now I can’t even have kids. How are you ever going to make that right for me?”

“Monster!”

“Disgusting!”

“Why are you still alive? Just go to hell!”

The girls screamed, pulling at his clothes, kicking him, hitting him from every side. Wilson could only scream in pain. Someone deliberately went after the stump of his amputated wrist and he howled, the pain making him beg for help.

“Help me! Bronwen, please, save me!” he shrieked. “Bronwen, I don’t want to die! Bronwen! Louisa, don’t leave your dad! Louisa, I only have you! Louisa!”

He shoved his bloody, severed wrist out through a gap in the crowd, desperate for help. Louisa saw it and finally broke. She pushed herself up from the floor and ran out toward the front yard.

Wiona just knew Louisa wasn’t giving up on him. Without missing a beat, she pulled Mary and her daughters back, moving them away. Just then, Louisa came charging back with a fire extinguisher. Wiona shouted, “Everyone, move back!”

Conrad squeezed her shoulder. She’d been the one to plan all of this, so it was only right she saw it through. This was her moment to put Wilson on trial in front of everyone. She wanted all the girls to finally get some peace.

There was no way things could just end here.

Ever since they’d gotten the evidence about Wilson’s crimes, he’d been marked for death. Conrad had even figured out that Wilson was the one sending flowers to Wiona’s old place every day. He’d happened to spot Wiona when visiting Mary, realized she lived in the same complex, and started stalking her from the shadows all over again.

Wiona came from a powerful family. She was innocent and untouchable, a genius artist, someone he’d never been able to control. Even after all these years, seeing her again had twisted his obsession back to life.

He was careful, though. He ordered flowers all over the city, always using untraceable burner phones. But Conrad had a whole hacker team on his side, and Wilson’s tricks didn’t stand a chance.

Conrad had already pulled together every bit of evidence, all the proof of Wilson’s crimes, into a single file. As soon as Wiona gave the word, he’d send it to Owen.

Wiona knew it was finally time.

“Call the police,” she said quietly. “This secret room, all of his crimes, everything… the whole world deserves to see it.”