THE BILLIONAIRE'S UGLY EX-WIFE

Chapter 4: You All Will Regret

Kelvin's face darkened as he saw Rora running towards them. Remembering how she had embarrassed him at the company earlier, he gritted his teeth and held Rara tightly.

Panting, Rora finally reached them, her face a mix of confusion and desperation. "Why are you holding my sister and walking in the garden like a couple?"

As expected, she was muddleheaded again; otherwise, she would have realized she was being cheated on.

"You still have the guts to ask after sleeping around with men? I am not going to marry you anymore. Rara is now the one I am going to marry, not you," Kelvin retorted coldly, then held Rara tenderly, his eyes filled with love.

Rora's eyes widened in shock. She clutched her dress tightly, her voice trembling, "I didn't sleep with anyone. She spiked my drink and made me..."

She couldn't bear to finish the sentence, her face turning pale at the memory of last night.

Kelvin, already impatient, was furious at being disrupted. He snorted coldly, "I don't care who you slept with. Don't bother me. You are no longer my wife. Your sister is now my wife. Get lost!"

Rora stared at him, her mind reeling. Ever since she could remember, she had been considered his wife. Old Smith had reminded her of this countless times, and even the Henderson family acknowledged her as their daughter-in-law. Why was Kelvin, who had never opposed this arrangement before, suddenly rejecting her?

"That is impossible. I am your wife!" Rora's voice was almost a whisper, filled with desperation.

She turned to Rara, her eyes pleading. "Sister, I'm his wife, right? Grandpa said so, and I have the marriage contract. He is my husband, right?"

Her head buzzed with so many thoughts that she couldn't think straight.

Chuckling, Rara leaned sweetly towards Kelvin and replied smugly, "You heard him. He doesn't want you as his wife. Our parents and his parents have all agreed that I am going to be his wife, not you. The marriage contract didn't specifically state that he must marry you; it only states that he must marry the miss of the Smith family, and you are not even our parents' child."

Rora staggered backward, disbelief and shock etched on her face. She couldn't believe that Rara, who had always pretended to treat her warmly, would say such a thing. She had always thought Rara was the only person in the Smith family who was good to her, which was why she had trusted her wholeheartedly and gone out with her last night.

Her eyes narrowed, a fierce determination replacing her shock. "No, he belongs to me. I won't allow you to get close to him!"

In a burst of panic, she charged forward and pushed Rara. Rara stumbled and fell onto the grass, wailing loudly. Rora looked flustered, regretting her impulsive action.

"You are insane, Rora! If anything happens to Rara, I will make you regret it," Kelvin threatened, his voice filled with anger as he bent down to help the crying girl.

Several meters from the garden, Mr. Smith hurried over. A servant from the mansion had already informed him of Rora's arrival, and he had witnessed Rora pushing Rara to the ground. Initially walking towards them, Mr. Smith broke into a run upon seeing the situation escalate.

"Wild girl, bastard! You want to kill my daughter?" Mr. Smith roared, glaring at Rora.

As he got closer, he raised his hand and slapped Rora. Then he turned to check on Rara. Assured that she was fine, he exhaled in relief.

"Dad, why are you so biased? I am your daughter too. Why do you treat me so badly and Rara so well?" Rora asked, her voice filled with grief and confusion. She had grown up calling Mr. Smith her father, but he had never treated her well. She barely received any gifts on her birthdays, and he hadn't even bothered to register her in school.

"I am not your father!" Mr. Smith retorted angrily, throwing a pile of pictures at Rora.

She stared at the pictures, realizing they had been taken when she was coming out of a hotel room that morning. The realization that she had been plotted against by the family of three hit her hard.

Although she was often muddleheaded, she wasn't stupid.

She looked at the man she had grown up calling 'Dad' in disbelief. She hadn't expected love and care from him, but her heart shattered at this moment.

Her face turned cold, and using the back of her hand, she wiped away the teardrops from her eyes. She vowed never to let them see her tears again.

"Why?" Rora's voice trembled with confusion. "Why do you hate me so much?"

Mr. Smith was briefly taken aback by Rora's question. Snapping out of it, he scolded, "Do I have to answer a question from a slut like you? Get out of my house. I don't ever want to see you again."

Rora was momentarily stunned before she smiled in self-deprecation. Tears began to roll down her cheeks incessantly, and this time, she made no attempt to wipe them away.

She came to the painful realization of her folly in believing she belonged in the Smith family. The treatment she endured, worse than that of a dog, paled in comparison to the loss of everything she had held dear. Her heart grew numb with anguish.

Wiping the tears streaming down her face, she resolved to make a decision.

"You all will regret treating me worse than a dog," Rora said, taking a deep breath and looking at them with determination.

Mr. Smith, Rara, and Kelvin were all surprised. They hadn't expected Rora to speak so boldly. Rora had always been timid and shy.

Her words just now shattered that image of cowardice.

Mr. Smith flew into a rage, feeling humiliated. He charged forward, raising his arm to slap Rora again, but his arm froze in mid-air as Rora raised her face, revealing terrifying scars.

Seeing Rora, who was taller than him, and glaring at him with her imposing presence, he lost his confidence. Rora, who was triple his size in shape, made him lose his fighting spirit, and he stepped back in fear.

Retracting her gaze, Rora lowered her head and left the Smith mansion. As she stepped out of the gate, she swayed and then collapsed to the ground.

Just then, a luxurious car pulled over, and two men in black suits and sunglasses stepped out. They carried her into the car before driving off.