chapter1270

Krista's words almost made Victoria faint from sheer anger.

"You... you... you've lost your mind!" Victoria was trembling, her voice rising in fury. She had never been spoken to like this by Krista before, and now her temper exploded.

"Lost my mind? This place is mine. I'm Krista, and what I say goes. Grab your stuff and get out. Now!" Krista wasn't bluffing. She'd come prepared for this moment.

Legally, Erik didn't stand a chance. Everything he'd done was all out in the open now. He'd thought Krista was dying, so he hadn't even bothered to cover his tracks. He never expected she'd come back from the brink and catch him red-handed.

"You... you can't do this! This is my family's home!" Victoria shouted, her voice sharp with outrage.

Krista just brushed her off, waving to the bodyguards standing behind her. "Throw their things out. I don't want their mess dirtying up my house."

She turned to Victoria, her eyes steely. This villa is in my name. I owned it before I married Erik. It's mine."

Victoria stomped her foot, her face red with rage. "I don't care whose name is on the deed. You married my son, so this is my family's house!"

Krista didn't even flinch. She looked straight at Erik. Erik, why don't you tell her whose name is on the paperwork?"

A vein pulsed in Erik's temple, and his eyes flashed with something dark and dangerous. Krista had been close to death once, and she recognized that look. It didn't scare her.

She smirked. "Other than your last name, what here actually belongs to you, Erik? Remember when we got We signed a prenup you

married? We..

ever cheated, you'd walk away with nothing. It's all in black and white."

Her parents had seen right through Erik from the start. That prenup was their idea. And that's why Erik had poisoned Krista, hoping she'd just die off quietly and he could inherit everything from her family.

Victoria was completely stunned,

her face pale with shock. She clutched her chest like she was struggling to breathe. "Erk is this true? S she telling the truth?" she asked, her voice shaky and desperate.

Erik took a long, heavy breath. When he looked up again, he seemed almost like a different man. He turned to Krista, his eyes suddenly soft, his voice gentle. "Babe, I'm sorry I made mistakes, but any other man could make them too. In my heart, it's always been you. The others were just a distraction. I really thought you weren't going to make it. Now that you're better, let's just put this behind us and move on, okay?

Krista's smile grew colder. She looked over at Gianna and Marilyn standing awkwardly to the side. "And what about them?"

Without missing a beat, Erik blurted out, "I'll send them away. I'll get them out of here right now."

Marilyn looked completely lost, her eyes wide as she screamed, "Dad! Do you even hear yourself?"

"Shut up. I'm not your father. Take your things and leave. Now!"

Tears sprang to Marilyn's eyes. She turned to Gianna, desperate. "Mom, say something! Dad's kicking us out for that sick woman? You and Dad are supposed to be the real love story!"

Krista just laughed. If you're really the true love, then go ahead. I'll step aside. Here are the divorce papers. Sign them.