Chapter 732 If You Have Any Compassion Yeva was no great beauty, but she was still quite young. In fact, she was not much older than Yara. For a young lady like her to stay by Thomasâ side willingly, it was naturally because of his money.
Being kept as a mistress here is only temporary. My ultimate goal is to become Thomasâ lawfully wedded wife. That way, Iâll also have control over half of the Nichols familyâs assets by law.
âMy stepmother? You?â Yara sneered, shaking the hand she had used to slap Yeva as if she had just touched something dirty.
âDonât underestimate me, Yara.â Yeva deliberately showed off her baby bump and declared smugly, âIâm pregnant with your fatherâs baby. What good is a daughter? In the end, your father will still pass on his assets to this child in my belly. Youâd do well to speak to me politely. Otherwise, once I marry into the Nichols family, youâllââ
Halfway through her threat, she got slapped hard by Yara once again.
Furious, Yeva roared angrily, âWhy you... Do you really think I donât have any way of dealing with you?â
âAll right, then. Letâs see what youâve got,â Yara retorted, arching her eyebrows tauntingly.
Yeva quickly took out her phone and called Thomas in front of Yara.
Soon, she heard a phone ringing, and it was coming from outside the house. Is Thomas here? So, it wasnât Yara who discovered this place on her own. Thomas was the one who brought her here! And he stood on the sidelines and did nothing as she slapped me!
âThomas... I know youâre outside! I canât believe you didnât do anything when your daughter slapped me!â Yeva shrieked.
Tossing the Patek Philippe watch at Yevaâs feet, Yara asked, âDid you give him this watch as a gift? It has a monitoring device.
Spit it out. Who told you to do that?â
Yeva tensed as soon as she heard that there was a monitoring device inside the watch. âI donât know...â
âAre you refusing to tell the truth?â
Yeva raised her voice as she said agitatedly, âI told you, I donât know! I was in a dessert store, and one of the other customers left it behind. I noticed that it was the real deal, so I...â
Her voice trailed off as she spoke until she finally fell silent.
âSo you took this watch that you didnât even know whom it belonged to and where it came from, then gave it to Dad? And what did you get in return? A few million?â Yara shot daggers at Yeva as her loathing toward Yeva reached a boiling point.
I canât believe that this woman would stoop so low! Because of her, all my carefully laid-out plans went down the drain!
Yara stalked over to Yeva and grabbed her tightly around her neck, causing the latter to pant for breath.
âLet... Let go of me... I canât breathe!â Yeva choked out, her eyes widening in fear.
Yaraâs eyes flashed menacingly, her gaze full of malice. She snarled, âYou foiled my plans, yet you still dare to daydream about marrying into the Nichols family? Go to hell!â
Yara did not strangle Yeva but gave the latter a hard shove instead.
Caught off guard, Yeva fell to the floor, and she felt a sharp pang shoot through her belly. Her face was deathly pale as she groaned, âM-My stomach... It hurts so much... My baby...â
However, Yara looked down at her without the faintest hint of pity.
âTsk tsk tsk... Are you feeling scared now?â
As Yeva gazed up at the beautiful but vicious Yara, she was so frightened that she retreated some distance away with despair in her eyes.
âThomas, save me! It really hurts! Iâm carrying our child... Heâs your son!â Yevaâs voice broke as she screamed out loudly, desperately hoping there was still a shred of compassion within Thomas and that he would rush over to save her.
âHim?â
Yara shoved Yeva again, causing blood to start running down the latterâs legs.
Although I intended to use the baby as a bargaining chip, heâs still my own flesh and blood. I canât just sit back and do nothing!
Panicking, Yeva wailed, âThe baby... The baby... Yara, if you still have some compassion in you, save the baby! Heâs dying!
Hurry up and save the baby!â