His Donna Was Never Legally His Chapter 12

His Donna Was Never Legally His Chapter 12

The servant confessed everything.

Mia clenched her teeth.

“You’re lying!”

She sobbed as she tried to defend herself.

“Matteo, he’s framing me to save his own life. How could I ever hurt my own son?”

The servant pointed at her and cursed.

“Your son is no better than you. He bullied Ms. Collins every day and forbade the other estate servants from helping her!”

Matteo’s expression grew colder by the second.

He kicked the servant to the floor and ground his dress shoe into the man’s face, nearly crushing his bones.

“Keep talking!”

The servant didn’t dare resist.

He spoke in broken gasps.

“Luca caught mice and cockroaches every day and put them in Ms. Collins’s room. He also soaked and dirtied her bed on purpose.”

“Mia tormented Ms. Collins every single day…”

Matteo turned and fixed his gaze on Mia.

The murderous intent in his eyes left her unable to move.

Terrified, Mia took a step back, nearly turning to run.

Matteo looked down at the servant.

“Which hand did you use to touch Ava?”

The servant didn’t dare answer.

Matteo didn’t need one.

He stepped on the servant’s wrists and broke them both beneath his shoe as the man screamed.

Matteo lifted one hand.

His men immediately hauled the servant upright and slapped him again and again.

They didn’t stop until his cheeks were swollen and his mouth was full of blood.

Matteo looked at the servant crumpled on the floor.

“Since you used that mouth to lie, you don’t need your tongue anymore.”

One of his men acknowledged the order and dragged the servant away.

Mia remained on her knees, too afraid to raise her head.

Once the room fell silent, Matteo finally spoke.

“Mia Valenti, you deserve to die.”

Mia began trembling violently.

She crawled toward him on her knees, grabbed his pant leg, and begged through her tears.

“Matteo, I only lost control for a moment. I nearly died on the operating table giving you Luca. Please, spare

me for that…”

“Giving birth to Luca is exactly why I kept allowing you to hurt Ava.”

Matteo didn’t look at her.

He asked calmly, “Do you want to kill yourself, or should I do it for you?”

Mia shook uncontrollably.

“Matteo, how can you treat me like this…”

Matteo waved a hand, and his men immediately restrained her.

Mia struggled desperately and screamed, “You were the one who hurt Ava, Matteo! What right do you have to blame everything on me?”

“If you hadn’t ignored her and helped me hurt her over and over again, she never would’ve ended up like this!”

“You’re the one who deserves to die!”

Matteo finally rose.

He strode toward her and grabbed her by the throat.

“What did you say?”

Mia suddenly burst into laughter as tears streamed down her cheeks.

Matteo, you’re even more pathetic than I am!”

The veins stood out across the back of Matteo’s hand.

He didn’t release her until Mia’s face began turning purple.

He looked down at her as she knelt on the Hoor, gasping for air.

His voice was ice-cold.

“I was going to give you a quick death.”

“Send her to a secure psychiatric facility.”

“Tell them to ‘take good care’ of her.”

Mia’s eyes widened in terror.

Before she could speak, her mouth was covered and she was dragged away.