Chapter 392 All Your Trap

• She snapped, lost all reason, and lunged at Jiang Wanru like a madwoman. “You did it on purpose. You totally set me up, didn’t you? You’re trying to make Beiting stop caring about me for good. You want us to be strangers. You bitch. You filthy bitch.”
• Elena Lundberg spiraled into full-on hysteria. Things with Ford Bannister were already hanging by a thread. She couldn’t even imagine what he’d do when he found out she’d been faking her death—rage? Contempt?
• No—maybe he wouldn’t react at all. Maybe he’d just smile and say, Let’s get divorced. She couldn’t live with that. No way.