Except he did not wait for her answer before saying, “I’ve hated someone before. Hated that person so very much. I thought hundreds, thousands of times about how if one day I were to find her, how I would take my revenge. I know I want to do it on her birthday. I still feel a little uncomfortable. It seems that my heart can be at peace only when I’m here with you, Sis.”
Grace kept her eyes shut, not speaking. She was pretending to be asleep.
He actually hoped that she was asleep too. He did not actually want her to hear these words.
But of course, he could hear the heart beat, and knew it was racing.
Her breathing was even, but that was forced.
That was okay.
His confession was more for himself than for her anyway.
“Maybe I wish to see her again soon. This way, I can take my revenge, right? No matter where she’s hiding, someday, I will find her and let her experience how being betrayed and tortured by a loved one can rip you apart inside.”
His voice continued ringing faintly in the room, except his tone held hostility.
Grace’s body involuntarily trembled slightly. A loved one… Could it be that the person he hated and wanted to take revenge on was his mother?
She still remembered he had once said that his mother left, abandoning him and his father.
If what he had said then was true… She was afraid that in the future, his mother…
Jason, this Alpha. Who could withstand his revenge?
Grace unconsciously thought of those three years she spent in jail…
“Sis, in this lifetime, please don’t ever become someone I hate, okay?” When he said this, it sounded like the wind bellowing in the night. It was as if all the blood in her body had suddenly blown out of her body.
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