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He clung to me with the same desperate tenderness he once had when we were young and in love.
I shoved him away coldly.
“Did you lose your mind these past few days? On what grounds do you think I’d forgive you? And don’t forget, the three years I spent abroad, you were living quite comfortably without me.”
He stumbled back, embarrassed, but still clung to his pitiful act of remorse.
“Emily, look at me. This…” he gestured to his blood–soaked body, “this is the price I paid just to see you. No pain could stop me from coming to you.”
I laughed, but there wasn’t a shred of warmth in my eyes.
“So you’re saying your prison break was for me? Don’t you dare put that on my shoulders.”
His face froze, his eyes dimming with wounded disbelief.
“Emily, why are you so cold to me now? I risked everything to see you. We’ve had ten years together, can you really just cut–it off like it meant nothing?”
I didn’t waver. I felt nothing.
“You’re the one who sinned. You went to prison because of your own crimes. And now you think escaping, faking a suicide, earns you
the right to be forgiven?”
His eyes grew bloodshot, his skin pale from blood loss. Then, in a pathetic display, he dropped to his knees, begging like a penitent.
“Emily, I know you’re angry about your grandfather’s death. But he was already ill, he didn’t have much time left. At least he passed peacefully and even saw you before he died. His wish was fulfilled. Why can’t you let this go?”
My hand trembled with fury. I slapped him across the face so hard the sound cracked like thunder.
“Shut up! You have no right to mention my grandfather!”
“When we married, he didn’t care that you were penniless. He stood by you, insisted I marry you. But when he was dying, what were you doing? Holding up a phone for Olivia Scott, his murderer!”
“You may not have struck him yourself, but in my eyes, you were complicit. I will never forgive you, not in this lifetime.”
At those words, never forgive, all the fight drained from him. His shoulders slumped, his eyes fixed blankly on me as I walked away. Even when the officers caught up and shackled him again, he didn’t resist. He just stared after me until he was dragged off.
Back in prison, His rage finally turned inward, aimed at Olivia.
“If it weren’t for you driving a wedge between us, I’d still be at Emily’s side! You clawed your way up, trying to replace her. You killed her grandfather and made her hate me forever. This is all your fault, Olivia! You filthy woman, go to hell and beg her grandfather’s forgiveness!”
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red crimson as he wrapped his hands around her throat. Olivia’s struggles weakened, her face flushing violently until her
All.
Not even the guards could pry him off, until they sedated him.
William Ford, even behind bars, still broke the law. His violence escalated until the court declared his crimes heinous enough for the ultimate sentence: the death penalty.
At the end, he met death with eerie calm.
Among his belongings, they found a letter, his final confession, written to me.
When it arrived. I tossed it straight into the trash. Why stain my eves with his filth?
Chapter 1 Tristan’s Release from Prison
He? he cheats on me? And he is having a baby with
