Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress Chapter 1632 - You Bitch, Go and Die

Chapter 1632: You Bitch, Go and Die

Ning Shuqian’s expression was wooden. She crawled up from the ground and tore the pile of photographs to bits. It was as if destroying all of them was the only thing that could bring her peace.
The thing she was most afraid of had happened. At this point, Ning Shuqian’s inner turmoil and despair were beyond measure.
She looked up at Wen Haowen!
From her viewpoint, Wen Haowen’s bloodshot eyes and pitch-black pupils were bulging out of their sockets. Sharp teeth lined his gaping mouth, his handsome face getting twisted bit by bit until he looked like one of those zombies from “Resident Evil”. He looked very much like a heinous demon who had just crawled out of hell’s abyss!
Wen Haowen was not human!
Her pupils contracted as her eyes clouded over.
Dread, horror, despair. All those emotions completely engulfed her.
She couldn’t help shuddering as her throat emitted terrible gasping noises. She kept inching backward, trying to escape!
“Ning Shuqian, you shameless slut. I didn’t nitpick over your tainted history and divorced status. I married you and even helped take care of your child from your previous marriage. Over our many years of marriage, I provided amply for you and your daughter and even allowed that filthy tart to call me father.
“You had nothing at all when you first married into the Wen Family over 20 years ago, but I didn’t mind. You pretended to be pregnant and had me wrapped around your little finger, but I forgave you in the end. You are old and ugly, but I didn’t ask for a divorce.
“I have never wronged you in any way, you bitch. And how have you repaid me? Getting together with your past lover behind my back? Using my money to keep your old lover in good food and entertainment? Making me a cuckold? You ungrateful, despicable, filthy and shameless hussy!
“Do you really take me for a fool? Dirty bitch, I will kill you today.”
Wen Haowen grew increasingly furious as he lambasted her. He gripped Ning Shuqian tightly by the hair and started beating her recklessly.
“Stop, ah ah… stop, please. Get away from me…”
Ning Shuqian stared as the heinous monster with sharp fangs and ferocious countenance kept pressing toward her. She shivered in fright and shrieked wildly, desperately flinging her arms about to try and get away from Wen Haowen.
“Bitch, how dare you strike me…” She had scratched the back of Wen Haowen’s hand with her sharp nails. The sight of those bloody scratches inflamed him and he squeezed her neck viciously.
Wen Haowen had lost all sense of reason. All he could see in his mind now were those scandalous photographs.
Wen Haowen had always valued his pride and reputation. The thought of being made a cuckold by Ning Shuqian filled his heart with seething rage. He just wanted to kill her.
“Let… let go of me…” Ning Shuqian struggled in vain. She kept pulling at Wen Haowen’s hands, which were tight around her neck, while her feet kicked out crazily.
Her neck was being squeezed and her breathing became extremely labored. The feeling of suffocation completely engulfed her like a dark cloud of death. She opened her mouth helplessly, as she struggled to breathe, hoping to fight for the tiniest chance at life.
“Cheap slut. A disgusting and dirty bitch like you deserves to go to hell!”
Wen Haowen looked at Ning Shuqian’s pathetic face, which had turned crimson red with a purplish tinge. Her agonized and despairing expression gave him a thrill borne of vengeance.
It was like the demon which had been restrained in the dark recesses of his heart had suddenly burst forth, its evil spilling throughout his entire body. His face turned increasingly savage and held all intention to kill.
“Please… please… let go… let go of me…” Ning Shuqian’s pleas drifted away as her life started to fade. Her energy was being depleted bit by bit, and her struggles were now faint and weak. The hands pulling at Wen Haowen’s hands drooped down.
Life had reached its final ending point.
Ning Shuqian’s murky eyes started to clear up.
She stared at Wen Haowen, who was viciously murdering her without any reservations at all. Her heart was filled with endless bitterness.
She never imagined that Wen Haowen would treat her so heartlessly.
“Ning Shuqian, you bitch. Go and die!” Wen Haowen increased the pressure of his hands.
The demon in his mind was howling.
Kill her!
Kill this filthy, shameless, immoral woman!
Ning Shuqian’s body convulsed helplessly as her hands scrambled about the ground wildly. She suddenly touched something cold and hard. Before she even realized what she was doing, she used up the last of her strength to grab hold of that object and smashed it against Wen Haowen’s head.
“Ahh…”
Wen Haowen gave a terrible cry as a sudden pain radiated across his forehead. He instinctively reached up and felt a warm, sticky liquid. His mind went numb when he saw the bright red blood covering his whole palm.
“Blood…”
Wen Haowen shrieked in horror as his hands trembled uncontrollably.
He finally realized Ning Shuqian had smashed his head.
Ning Shuqian’s attack was her one final struggle before death. She had used up every bit of her strength and her hand suddenly slackened. The ashtray she was holding crashed to the floor.
She clutched at her throat in pain as she coughed violently. The coughing fit brought with it a sharp, burning pain.
Her suffocated lungs, oxygen-deprived brains, and fading eyesight had her gasping desperately for breath. The entire room was filled with the heavy and intense sounds of her heaving for air.
“Bitch, how dare you hit me…” Wen Haowen snapped out of his daze. He gave Ning Shuqian a vicious kick to the stomach.
Wen Haowen’s head injury was not very serious, but it just wouldn’t stop bleeding. The blood nearly covered his entire face, making him look twisted and horrendously heinous.
Having just escaped from the claws of death, Ning Shuqian had no time to react and was thrown to the ground by Wen Haowen’s vicious kick.
“Pain…”
Ning Shuqian instinctively hugged her own tummy as her body twitched with pain.
A massive wave of agony washed over her.
She had never experienced such pain before.
She could vaguely feel like something was flowing out from her body. In that instant, she was enveloped by despair, hatred, and agony.
The pain in his head made Wen Haowen fly into a rage. He kept haranguing her, before throwing down his final verdict with vehemence. “Just wait for my divorce letter!”
With that, he glanced smugly at Ning Shuqian, who was huddled on the floor.
That one glance had Wen Haowen trembling all over. He instinctively retreated in a wordless fear.