Chapter 4My Wife Back From the Dead

Rosa grabbed Zoe by the collar of her dress and lifted her off the ground.

My heart hammered against my ribs. “Rosa, let the child go.”

The maids rushed forward to intervene.

“Miss, please, put her down.”

“If you don’t, the President won’t let this go.”

Everyone in the household knew that Zoe was the light of Victoria’s life, a treasure she protected at all costs.

But Rosa just sneered. “Get lost if you don’t want to lose your jobs. I’m going to teach both of them a lesson today.”

A knot of dread tightened in my stomach. “Rosa, what are you doing?”

Her face was a mask of venom, her aura turning ice-cold. “According to the law, you committed adultery during our marriage and even had a child. I can demand you leave with nothing and compensate me for my losses.”

The problem was, we were never married.

My hands clenched, veins popping on the back. “Rosa, you and I are not married! There was no adultery! Now put the child down!”

If she weren’t a woman, I would have charged at her. I, Sean, have never hit a woman.

Zoe’s little legs dangled in the air, kicking wildly, but she wasn’t afraid. The surrounding staff, intimidated by Rosa’s threats, didn’t dare to step in, only offering weak pleas. But Rosa ignored them.

She shot me a meaningful look. “After I’m done with this bastard, I’ll deal with you personally.”

With that, she started walking toward the door, still holding Zoe.

The staff exchanged helpless glances, but no one dared to block her path.

Finally, the butler stood in her way.

Her face darkened instantly. “What? You dare to stop me?”

The butler wiped sweat from his brow but maintained a respectful tone. “Miss, please, let’s talk this over calmly. Don’t be rash. Please put the little princess down.”

I saw my chance and lunged to grab Zoe, but Gavin blocked me. He smiled, a sinister glint in his eyes. “Sean, what do you think you’re doing? Don’t do anything foolish.”

I swung a fist into his face.

“If anything happens to my daughter, I will make you both regret ever being born.”

Gavin theatrically stumbled back into a nearby vase, hitting his head and drawing blood.

Rosa’s eyes turned red with fury, and she unleashed her rage on Zoe.

“You dare touch Gavin? I’ll beat this bastard to death!”

She lifted Zoe high, about to slam her onto the ground.

For a moment, my heart stopped.

I instinctively dove forward. “Zoe!”

Seeing Rosa’s madness, Zoe, being a child after all, finally burst into tears.

Rosa screamed at me, “Get away! I’ll deal with you later!”

I wrapped my arms around my daughter, holding on for dear life, refusing to let go no matter how hard Rosa pulled.

Finally losing her patience, Rosa grabbed a nearby flowerpot and brought it crashing down on my head. I felt a searing pain, and something warm and wet streamed down my face.

The butler and maids rushed to pull her back, but she screamed at them to stop.

“Miss, stop! That’s your uncle!” the butler cried, grabbing her arm to stop her from striking again.

Just then, a calm, elegant voice drifted in from the doorway.

“What, exactly, is going on here?”

“You had all better have a very good explanation.”