NovelEnglishLove At The 1851 Chapter 1851 The Weight of Hatred Liana sneered with a cruel edge.
☐☐☐64% At thirty-five, she defied her age through rigorous martial arts training and meticulous self-care, appearing as a vibrant woman in her mid-twenties to everyone else. However, her smile only seemed to fuel Rhett's irritation, deepening his frown with growing annoyance.
"Rhett Flynn, you're nothing but a pitiful, pathetic, and despicable man!" she spat out, her voice laced with venom.
"I understand your hatred," Rhett said with measured calm. "Our parents died young, leaving you deprived of a mother's love. The Saintess was like a mother to you, showing you kindness and care. You admired her just as you would your own mother." Liana fell silent, her eyes cold and filled with bitter resentment.
"I never wanted her to leave the Airspace Group. Though I was her guardian.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtGBB Chapter 1851 The Weight of Hatred it her power far exceeded my own. When she decided to go, I was powerless to stop her," Rhett sighed deeply.
"Are you really just making excuses now? And you still have the nerve to call yourself Your Eminence?” Liana's voice dripped with scorn.
"Whether you see my words as excuses or justifications doesn't matter." Rhett quickly regained his composure, his gaze resolute. "The past is the past, and I don't owe you any more apologies." Having shed his sense of guilt and indebtedness, he had cto terms with Emmanuel's belief that the Saintess had left to seek her own freedom.
"Liana, every person deserves the right to choose their own path in life, rather than live by the expectations of others," Rhett continued. "True happiness and joy cfrom within, not from relying on others." "Enough!" She made a move suddenly.
Her movement was as swift as a streak of white light, arriving in an instant.
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Chapter 1851 The Weight of Hatred ☐64% He barely had tto react before her palm struck him in the chest, sending him crashing to the ground with a bloody smear at the corner of his mouth. "Liana, you've grown quite formidable!" Rhett coughed, blood spattering his lips, yet a faint smile remained.
As a brother, he felt a strange sense of pride in her growth.
"Don't you dare smile!" Liana's voice was seething with fury. "Do you know why I've becso strong? It's all because of my hatred!" Rhett's smile faded, replaced by a deep, troubled sigh.
Liana's anger flared as she spoke. “You talk about happiness and joy as if they're easily attainable. I was only six years old then-did you really expect a child to manage her own life? I had hoped to grow up with the Saintess ! admired, to be loved and cared for by her. But when she left so suddenly, the pain was overwhelming, and I felt deeply betrayed. Her cruelty and your neglect shaped who I am today. I despise all of you!" GBB.
Chapter 1851 The Weight of Hatred Rhett stayed silent, knowing well that Liana's change started after the departure of the former Saintess. The once joyful child had been forged into a ruthless and unfeeling warrior through the brutal training of the Airspace Group.
Liana suddenly tore her clothes and lifted her long red dress, revealing a
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmmyriad of horrifying scars. "I was meant to be a little angel, bathed in holy light and nurtured with love. But because of the two of you, my world was shattered, and I was molded into who I am now!"
"Rhett, do you know how much I've suffered over the year?" Liana's voice trembled with raw emotion.
Rhett sighed and nodded. "I know.
They took you to the Redback O m Assassin's for inhumane training. But that's not all-" "No! You have no idea!" Liana interrupted angrily. "They twisted ordinary people into monsters, deviants, even zombies... and I was among them! With the immense power of the Flynn bloodline, my torment was far worse. They used cruel devices to shock and torment me, pushingto the brink where G GG.
Chapter 1851 The Weight of Hatred death seemed like a release. At times, I even tried to end my own life..." ☐64% He didn't need her to explain further. He could imagine the horrors she had endured.
She bore many puncture marks, evidence of the technological instruments that had been driven into her body.
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