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She saw the man she loved since she was young look at her with coldness she couldn’t even imagine possible.
It was a chill that pierced straight to the bones.
The kind of chill that came from being flung into the deep end of the ocean, and almost drowning in it.
“Why do you find it disgusting?” Fanny demanded.
Since she lost her baby, Oliver didn’t offer a single word of comfort, not to mention show any concern for her body.
She already felt so insignificant and lowly. She felt miserable to no end, and pain filled her heart too.
She looked at him, and asked again, “Why do you find it disgusting?”
Fanny clenched her fists, curling her body up into a ball as she stood in a stance clear opposing Oliver.
Her expression was broken, telling of her sorrow and confusion.
And…
Hatred that billowed like waves inside her.
She was in such great pain, yet he didn’t show any concern for her. She even had to ask him why he said it was
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Why did he find her calling him brother disgusting?
“Still acting?” Oliver forced a smile on his face, which made him look even more menacing. He drew closer till he
was right before Fanny, his hands that were cold and wet with rain landing on Fanny’s neck.
He tightened his grip!
Fanny felt her pain intensify. She felt even more suffocated as her breath was taken away.
Tears welled up in her bloodshot eyes as she looked at this man who strangled her at her weakest and while she
was on the verge of death.
He felt like such a stranger. It felt as if she had never known him, even after so many years.
Not to mention, the fact that she saw him as a brother in her heart, the man who slept next to her every night.
“How am I acting?” She squeezed her words out from her throat, which was still in his tight grip. “Also…”
She was right under him.
She bore with the extreme pain, and forced herself to remain alert as she asked him, wide-eyed, “Why did you say
that us losing our baby is my revenge?”
Her stomach was still throbbing with pain, but it was nothing compared to the pain she felt in her heart.
Oliver’s face was so cold.
His expression felt like daggers piercing through her heart.
“Why?” A smile spread across Oliver’s face again, the look on his face even more hideous. “I didn’t know you have
masochistic tendencies. Fanny Smith, you just have to hear it from me despite already knowing the truth, is that it?”
Fanny had a feeling she had accidentally opened up a Pandora’s box.
If she really let Oliver go on, everything between them might break into pieces, leaving behind only hatred and
pain. The happiness they finally managed to find between them would vanish into thin air.
Fanny wanted to yell out loud shut him up.
However, the pain she felt in her body was so overwhelming that she couldn’t open her mouth to speak.
She could only open her eyes wide like a fish on the verge of death as she lay across the backseat, waiting for
Oliver to throw out that bait that was going to tear her mouth open when she bit it.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe could sense that her life was slowly ebbing away in his hands.
Oliver’s hand relaxed, giving Fanny some time to breathe.
He also wanted her to focus on listening to him.
He wanted her to remember every word he said.
His words were like blades slashing across her heart.
“Fanny Smith,” he said as he leaned over her ear, speaking words that sounded like they were from the devil from
hell himself. “When did you know…that my father was the one who killed your parents?”
Bam!
Shock flashed past Fanny’s eyes.
His face was so cold and hard, and his words hurt her so badly.
She felt as though someone had cut off all her limbs.
Oliver was no longer throttling her, but she still felt like she couldn’t speak.
Extreme shock, mixed with an unimaginable sense of ludicrousness, made her throat feel as though it was stuffed
with cotton. She felt both suffocated and great pain, and she wished she could die right this moment.
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