“What do you mean?" ‘Does she have a witness for the accident?' Phoebe thought grimly.

Erica scoffed. The smile at the corners of her mouth became wider.

“Even if I really had pushed you down and caused your miscarriage,

Matthew won't leave me. Last night, he told me that the loss of your baby had nothing to do with us. We can just have another baby anytime."

Yes, Erica had deliberately come here to provoke Phoebe.

This wicked woman had been so bold in framing her. Erica would have asked the hospital staff to throw her out of the ward if it weren't for

Matthew.

As expected, Phoebe was pissed; her face turned pale. Her lips trembled, but she couldn't say a word.

After a while, she retorted angrily, “I don't believe it! Matthew Loved our child very much!" He did value the unborn child. It was the only child of Nathan. Matthew had been very considerate and he always sent someone to accompany her to the regular examinations.

She had assumed that the loss of the baby would make Matthew mad with

Erica and that he might even divorce her. It seemed that she had underestimated his love for Erica.

Erica stood up, straightened her clothes and declared arrogantly, “I don't care whether you believe it or not. I'm only here to tell you,

Phoebe, that I'm declaring war on you. The position of Mrs. Hilton will forever be mine! I know that you want it so badly, but you will never have it!"

“Erica, you bitch..."

Pak! Erica gave one slap across Phoebe's pale cheek.

Phoebe covered her aching face and stared at the girl blankly.

"You!" she screamed amid the shock.

“How dare you hit me!"

Erica snorted at the woman's abashed face.

"Did you really think that I would just stand here and let you swear at me? Others may not know the truth, but I know that you were the one who killed your own child.

You're a monster! How dare you frame me for your heinous crime! You are only still lying in this hospital bed because I wanted you to get some rest after the miscarriage. I hope you recover to your best shape soon, so that I can send you to the slum where you belong!"

Erica had shown no mercy towards Tessie in the end. Phoebe was ten thousand times worse than Tessie. She would do anything in her power to make sure that Matthew sent Phoebe to the slum, even if she had to beg him for it.

She wanted to far more than just slap this woman. She was determined to become Erica Niugulu to teach this vicious woman a hard lesson!

“Damn you, Erica! You just wait and see!" Phoebe snarled. The slap mark on her face was quite obvious. It was the best evidence to present to

Matthew.