Chapter 7 " Oh , right . Madam spoke very softly before she left . She said she would never come back here again . " " Maybe ... she was just speaking out of anger ? " In that instant , Adwan felt his entire body go numb . Was Jelena truly never coming back ? He staggered and collapsed onto the sofa . Unwilling to give up , he called Jelena more than ten times , yet the only response was the cold , mechanical female voice . In the past , no matter how angry Jelena was , she could never bring herself to ignore him for too long . She would never refuse to answer his calls , not even giving him a chance to explain . A dreadful feeling rose in Adwan's chest . He looked around the house , and nearly everything connected to Jelena had vanished - her slippers , their wedding photos , and even the entire set of anniversary gifts he had once given her . " Where are those things ? Did Madam take them too ? " For a moment , a sliver of hope rose in him . Could it be that Jelena could not bear to leave behind their memories ? But the maid simply pointed to the backyard . " Madam burned them all with her own hands . By the time I went to check , only ashes were left . " Adwan slumped back against the sofa , every bit of strength drained from his body . Finally , unable to suppress the panic in his heart , he grabbed his coat and prepared to rush out . At that moment , Megan pushed the door open and stepped in , wearing a pitiful look . " Adwan , my face is still swollen . You really were so cruel to me ! " Chapter 7 9.09 % Her eyes swept across the villa , and a smile she didn't bother to hide tugged at her lips . " So ? Wasn't I right ? Jelena finally moved aside and made room for me . Staring at her smug expression , Adwan suddenly felt nothing but disgust . But this wasn't the Megan he used to know . Although she loved her pranks , she had always treated Jelena kindly , often coming to the house to keep her company . When had she turned into such a vile creature ? Adwan forced down his rage . " I'll give you three seconds . Get out . " Megan's stubbornness flared . " I won't . Jelena's gone , isn't she ? This house needs a hostess . If not me , then who else ? " Adwan shut his eyes and gave a despairing laugh . So this was the truth . The girl he once thought pure and innocent had been scheming all along . She had used her so - called pranks to trap Jelena , pushing her into deeper despair until she finally gave up . And then Megan planned to take her place . The one betrayed , the one played like a fool , was him . Fury consumed him . He could no longer restrain himself . His hand shot out and clamped tightly around Megan's throat , his eyes bloodshot with rage . " Do you even realize ? Jelena has already moved out ! " "And the one who drove her away , the one responsible for everything , is you , you wretched woman ! " Megan kicked and struggled , her face turning red as she gasped for breath . " Let... let me go ! Are you trying to kill me ?! " Chapter 7 9.09 % Adwan's grip only tightened , his gaze filled with pure hatred . Why ? Why had she forced Jelena away - his beloved wife ? Megan clawed desperately at his hand , staring at him in utter disbelief . How could the man who once held her in the palm of his hand treat her with such cruelty ? But eventually , her eyes rolled back from lack of air , and she collapsed into unconsciousness . It was only then that Adwan realized what he had done . His hand loosened slowly . The maid rushed to call for an ambulance , but Adwan didn't spare Megan a glance . He picked up the phone and barked an order to his men : " I don't care what it takes . Find Jelena immediately . If you can't , don't bother showing your faces again ! " When my father learned about Adwan's affair , his teeth ground in fury .