His Real Wedded Bride

Chapter 1373 Paid The Price

Just when Leila was about to delete all of the nude photos, one of them caught her eye. It was blurry

and dark, not the most eye-catching of them all, but it sparked her interest nevertheless.

It seemed like this photo was taken in a remote suburb. There were a lot of greenery and open spaces

and in the middle was a small house. Next to the house was a huge chimney.

Even though Leila couldn't see what was going on inside the house, her heartbeat quickened.

Jim wouldn't take such a photo for no reason. Leila knew him well and knew that he did everything for a

reason. The only explanation that she could think of was that the house was an important place for him

and that he might have hidden something inside.

Leila zoomed in on the picture and studied it carefully, eager to find some clues

because she had a strong feeling that Jim was hiding Shirley somewhere inside the house.

Leila swiped up, looking through the photo gallery for more. She hoped that there would be more

photos and clues that would help her find Shirley, but sadly, there weren't.

She sent the photo she found to her WeChat and then saved it onto her phone, intending to study it

more at home. She wanted to be the one to find Shirley before Charles found her.

Leila breathed a sigh of relief after she deleted all of the photos. She walked over to Jim and ripped the

clothes off him. But Jim was too heavy, like a dead fat pig. She was exhausted and out of breath when

she was done, sweat beads dripping from her forehead.

Panting, she took out her phone and turned on the camera app and flashlight and started taking photos

of Jim, naked and still.

"Ugh, there is really nothing to look at. No muscles at all. This body is so gross," she exclaimed as she

took photos, even dragging him by his ear.

"You deserve this!" she yelled, grinding her teeth.

When she finished taking photos, she walked outside and waited for another woman to come.

She leaned against the hallway wall, waiting, doing absolutely nothing, when suddenly she noticed the

camera that was attached to the ceiling. Its blinking red light startled her.

How could she forget about the camera? Leila cursed under her breath. She realized that her hatred

had clouded her judgment. How could she have forgotten about the security cameras that would be

there?

Groaning, she started to pace the hallway, instantly anxious at the possibility she might have been

caught.

What if Jim had died? The security camera was a piece of huge evidence. Even though there wasn't a

camera inside the room to catch her committing the crime, the one in the hallway would have caught

her staying in the same room as Jim and so she would be pegged as a suspect.

Jim was an asshole and Leila couldn't go to jail again on his account. Leila was sure of one thing—Jim

could not die. At least, not now.

But she was so angry and acting out of impulse when she poisoned Jim. She didn't even think about

security cameras and the consequences his death might bring to her. Because she didn't bring any

antidote to the poison, she could only ask her partner to bring some with her.

"Hey, are you close?" Leila asked anxiously as soon as her partner answered the phone.

"Almost, what's wrong? Did something happen?" The woman on the other end of the phone was

surprised at Leila's phone call. She thought that Leila would still be dealing with Jim. After all, he wasn't

an easy man to bring down.

"Remember to bring some antidote to the poison. I need them," Leila responded quickly.

"No problem," the woman immediately shot back, understanding that Leila was done handling Jim. She

needed to hurry up and get there.

After hanging up, Leila continued to wait for the woman. While she was waiting, she slipped into the

electricity room and shut the power off, causing the whole hotel to have a blackout.

Then Leila slipped back to her room and dragged Jim into the bathroom, where it was dark and quiet. It All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

was surely out of the camera's view.

As she did that, a woman walked up to the door. She wore a big black hat and a pair of huge

sunglasses with a mask over her face, covering pretty much her entire face. Her makeup was so heavy

that people looking at her would know that she was wearing makeup.

She knocked on the door just as Leila was heading back from the bathroom.

Leila went to open the door and nearly screamed, startled by the woman standing outside.

The woman wearing all black was a frightening sight and Leila wouldn't have recognized her if she

didn't know that she was coming. After all, it was nighttime and the woman's face was covered.

When she recovered from shock, she stood straight and nodded at the woman. She peeked outside to

check whether there were others in the hallway before she let the woman in. The woman, who noticed

that the hotel was in darkness, found it strange, but given the fact that Leila didn't give her an

opportunity to ask, she followed her inside the room.

Leila closed the door and turned to the woman, stretching out her hand as if asking for something. The

antidote.

The moment the woman pulled out the antidote from her bag, Leila grabbed it and dropped the liquid

into a cup of water. At that moment, the hotel's power returned and momentarily blinded her and the

woman. Once her eyes readjusted, she ran into the bathroom and knelt beside Jim's body, grabbing his

face and forcing the antidote down his throat, praying that Jim got cured from the poison.

She didn't want to pay the price for his death.

When Jim had drunk the whole thing, Leila stood and took a few steps back, allowing the woman in

black to do her job.

The woman took out another bag of white powder from her pocket and a syringe from her handbag.

Bending a bit, she injected the powder into Jim's body.

While this was happening, Leila was recording the scene with her phone, making sure to focus on Jim

and not the woman in black.

The whole process didn't take long. Just a few minutes later, the woman put the syringe back in her

handbag and stood up.