Chapter 473 Hidden Teeth Behind the Smile
After Peggy declared her loyalty, she noticed Yunice hadn’t responded at all.
Turning to look, she saw Yunice fiddling with her phone. The screen was playing security footage from the Saunders family’s living room.
Peggy leaned over. “What are you watching?”
Yunice casually scrubbed the video back to the moment Owen was slapping himself. Peggy didn’t suspect a thing. Instead, she smirked, “Didn’t think you had it in you. You really went hard.”
Yunice replied, “I’m not cruel. Owen’s just too in love.”
Peggy’s face darkened. She was Owen’s wife, yet his heart was all tied up with Elsie.
“That little witch… I’ll tame her one day.”
Yunice glanced at her phone again–Wyatt’s car was almost there. She stood up. “I’m leaving.”
“Hey, I thought you said your husband was picking you up?”
Yunice looked over her shoulder. “Why so interested in my husband?”
“Don’t follow me.”
Peggy stopped in her tracks with a pout, muttering, “Geez, we’re practically family now. Why so uptight? What, is your husband too ugly to show in public? Some bald old geezer?”
Yunice didn’t turn back, but her voice drifted through the air. “My husband’s ten times better–looking than yours.”
Peggy was speechless.
Outside the wrought–iron gates of the Saunders estate, Wyatt’s car pulled up just as Yunice stepped out.
Through the car window, he saw the breeze lifting the hem of her dress. His gaze trailed upward until her delicate face came into view under the warm glow of the streetlamp.
As she approached, Wyatt stepped out of the car. His long legs immediately caught Yunice’s eye.
He really did have a nice build.
Bet he’d look amazing in a lab coat too.
“What are you doing out here?”
Wyatt naturally took her hand into his, warm and firm.
“Waiting for you,” Yunice said.
“You couldn’t wait inside? Did someone give you a hard time?”
“Even a dog watches who it bites. With you around, they wouldn’t dare.”
“Dog, huh?” Wyatt lifted his eyes, looking at her. “So are you saying our relationship is boss and subordinate? Or that I’m your shield?”
“You should see me as your husband–someone who loves you. Not just a weapon you lean on.”
Yunice listened quietly. But inside, her thoughts churned. She was just a stand–in. Wyatt’s heart belonged to another woman. How was she supposed to see him as a real husband?
She couldn’t lie to herself. So she answered honestly, “Then give me some time. Let me get used to this… relationship.”
Wyatt was silent for a few seconds. Then he raised an eyebrow. “Fine. Take your time. I’ll wait–until you see me as your husband.”
Yunice avoided his gaze and said instead, “Let’s go home.”
Back at the Saunders house, Peggy crouched in front of the surveillance monitor.
She gleefully clicked to view the footage outside the gate, determined to finally see Yunice’s mystery man.
Sure enough, the screen showed a sleek Maybach pulling up beside Yunice.
As the car stopped, the door opened from inside.
Peggy leaned closer, practically glued to the screen in anticipation.
He’s getting out… finally!
Let’s see just how handsome this mystery man really is…
“Ahhh!”
Just as she was staring the hardest, a grotesque skeleton suddenly lunged across the screen!
Peggy shrieked and flung herself backward, falling right off her stool.
“Oh my god, what the hell was that…” She clutched her chest, heart still racing from the scare. “Must be some kind of system glitch. Who the hell rigs a jump scare into security footage?!” Trying to calm down, Peggy gritted her teeth and climbed back up. She wasn’t giving up that easily. But when she looked at the screen again, all she saw was the tail end of the car driving away.
Frustrated, she threw the remote. “Unbelievable!”
She rewound the footage, still unwilling to accept defeat.
But as luck would have it, the skeleton jump scare had completely overlapped with the moment Yunice’s husband stepped out of the car. Not a single frame of his face could be seen.
Peggy frowned. “Seriously, what the hell is going on…”
Meanwhile, at the hospital, Elsie lay in a hospital bed.
The doctor had just finished examining her. “She’s fine. No need to admit her.”
Owen frowned. “She got punched in the stomach several times. How can that be nothing?”
The doctor gave him a look and sighed. “Then take her to another hospital if you’re not convinced.”
So Owen took Lily and Elsie out of the ER and rushed to a different hospital.
This time, the scans showed significant internal trauma–signs of damage to her organs.
Owen immediately arranged for both Lily and Elsie to be admitted.
Lily sat on the adjacent bed, hooked up to an IV. Her throat was swollen and painful. As she cried, she mumbled through her hoarse voice, “How are we supposed to live like this now? Dealing with Yunice is bad enough, and now there’s Peggy too. The two of them tag–teaming, treating us like slaves….”