She was on her knees, looking every bit the picture of remorse. Tears had been welling up in her eyes for a while, making her seem utterly pitiful.
Chloe remained unfazed, lounging back with her legs crossed. "You're always kneeling. This habit of yours is really tough to break, huh?"
She leaned in, grabbing Linda's chin. "But this little trick of yours? It doesn’t work on me anymore."
As Chloe's grip tightened, Linda winced in pain, tears streaming down her face. Only then did Chloe let go.
Through her sobs, Linda pleaded, "Chloe, you were born into a world of wealth and privilege. Everything came easily to you. But I was born into a nightmare. My mother abused me so much that even dreaming of a new dress was like reaching for the stars. Do you have any idea what it’s like to live in such misery?"
"I admit, taking Lucas from you was wrong. But he was the only thing in my barren life that I could hold onto. I had to grab onto him with everything I had. I was terrified of going back to that hellish place, of being poor again.
"Losing Lucas might just mean finding another partner for you. With your background, you can easily find someone equally matched and outstanding. But for me, Lucas is the only lifeline in my drowning, hopeless life. I had to cling to him desperately.
"Chloe, you’ll never understand my life or how suffocating it was from childhood into my teenage years. If you lived even one day in my shoes, you’d understand why I did what I did."
Linda's tears made her look like a rain-drenched flower. In the past, Chloe might’ve been swayed by her sob story. But now, she was indifferent.
Chloe said, "If you loved Lucas, you could have confessed and gone after him openly. But you chose underhanded, dirty tactics instead. How can anyone feel sorry for someone like you?"
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