Deadly Doting Marriage Novel - Chapter 111

Bead size sweat dripped down from Sherri’s forehead. She struggled to breathe and shook her head desperately, saying, “How could I possibly harm Kathleen… at that time, I didn’t even know that Kathleen was in the Crafield!”

“John, I can’t breathe anymore… Let me go.”

John flung Sherri away. Sherri fell onto the floor with a bang and coughed awkwardly.

“The small cabin was covered with fuel four years ago. You were the one who bought all those things!”

“You hated Kathleen, and you still dare to say that it wasn’t you?”

Sherri hurriedly explained, “I hated Kathleen, but at that time, I knew that she and Carlos were about to get engaged. She was about to become someone else’s bride. How could I possibly harm her?”

“Moreover, at that time, I thought that Kathleen was in an apartment in Crafield. How could I possibly know that she was at the small cabin? All of this doesn’t make sense at all!”

“John, don’t listen to other people’s lies. I will definitely not harm Kathleen to death!”

“Is that so?” John glared at Sherri. His black eyes were as sharp as knives. “Sherri, take a look at this!”

“You asked him to buy combustible materials. This person threatened you for four years. These are all money transfers you made to that person!”

“You are still denying it? Sherri, you’re courting death!”

When Sherri saw what John was holding, the last bit of hope disappeared.

In the end, Carson still told John.

She looked at John’s sharp eyes in despair. “John, these aren’t real. These money transfer records are fake. You know how much I love you!”

“Think about it. If I really set fire to the cabin, you would definitely not let me off. How could I do something so stupid?!”

John laughed coldly. He lifted her up, “Sherri, you are already at death’s door, and you are still denying!’

“Go to hell! Your family will join you!’

John waved his hand, “Bring her to kneel in front of Kathleen’s grave for three days and three nights. After that, hand her over to the Hillford prison for immediate execution!”

Sherri’s face turned pale as she collapsed onto the ground.

She panted heavily, and her entire body was covered in sweat.

Just as John’s men came forward to drag Sherri away, a servant ran over in a panic.

“Miss, the hospital called! Your father can’t take it anymore. He wants you to go over!”

Sherri stood up abruptly and stared at the servant. “What happened to my father? What do you mean by that?”

Wasn’t her father cured of his heart attack? The doctor had said that he would recover in a few days.

The maid shook her head in fear. “I don’t know either. The doctor said that you… he said that you should go as soon as possible!”

“John! John, please, I had been obedient all these years. Let me send my father off for the last time… Please.” Sherri immediately cried and begged.

John looked at Sherri and left.

Sherri rushed to the hospital and saw the doctor coming out of the door of the ICU.

Sherri hurriedly ran over and said anxiously, “Dad, Dad, what happened to you?”

On the sickbed, George’s face is pale. He seems to have fallen into a coma…

The doctor looked at Sherri and said in a deep voice, “Ms. Millan, your father suffered a cerebral hemorrhage, and the resuscitation was ineffective.”

“How is that possible? He was fine two days ago. How could he die?” “Father, please wake up. I won’t make you angry anymore…”

Sherri was devastated. George passed away and never woke up again.

George’s funeral was very small. Once the Millan Group fell, everyone scattered.

Relatives, friends, and business associates close to the Millan family did not attend.

Only Sherri and some servants attended the funeral.

Sherri looked at the tombstone in the cemetery, unable to hide her tears.

She was crying for George, but she was also crying for her future.

She knew that the death of George would mean the end of the Millan family. The glory that belonged to the Millan family would never come back.

The maid sighed slightly and handed over a tissue. “Miss, don’t be sad! A dead person can not be resurrected. I’m sorry for your loss!”

Sherri’s face was pale, and her eyes were filled with despair and pain. “I’m sorry for your loss. How can you be sorry for my loss? Father is gone, and I have nothing left.”

Her mother had passed away earlier than George. George was the only family member she had left in her life. Who else could she rely on for her future?

Why? Why was her life so miserable?

Her love, family, and friendship all died along with George.

What was left was just a miserable life filled with devastation.

Sherri hit the tombstone hard, unable to hide her emotions.

What did she do wrong? Why did God treat her like this? Why?

Out of the corner of her eye, Sherri saw John standing not too far away.

His handsome face was dark and cold, and his black eyes were like the ice of the nine heavens.

Did he come to capture her and send her to prison? No, no, she did not want to go.

Her father had just died, and John wanted her to apologize to Kathleen and send her to prison?

Why was he so heartless! She looked at John, wanting to say something.

Sherri only felt that her eyes were seeing stars. The world was spinning, and she fell to the ground.

The servant shouted, “Miss, Miss!”

“Oh no, miss has fainted!”

“Quick, quick, quick, send her to the hospital!”

The servants carried Sherri to the car and drove her to the hospital.

John’s face turned cold as he clenched his fists. A moment later, he also drove away from the cemetery.

John had not disturbed her during George’s funeral. He wanted to wait for Sherri to finish the funeral before settling the score with her.

However, she fainted.

John turned around and left.

At that moment, in the corner of the cemetery stood the beautiful girl.

She wanted to wait for George’s funeral to end. She wanted to see how John would treat Sherri.

However, at that moment, she smiled coldly.

John had long known that Sherri was the murderer who had burned her to death. However, he had not made a move.

He had tolerated her hosting of George’s funeral, and he even felt pity for her when he saw her faint.

“Excellent!” She would not let them off.

Kathleen took a deep breath and gave Bach a call. “It’s time for you to come to Hilldford to take over the business of the Millan Group. Everyone is very interested in who you are, the successor that we have never met before!”

Bach smiled faintly. “My flight is tonight, I will arrive tomorrow!”

Kathleen raised her eyebrows. “So soon?”

“You know, I can’t wait to see you!”