Abandoned by All I Took It All Back novel Chapter 587

Yvonne's expression had shifted from feigned pity to pure rage, and now, finally, to raw terror.

Her hair was a tangled mess as she curled up on the floor. Tears, snot, and blood mingled on her face, a grotesque mask dominated by the stark red of her wounds.

Perhaps disturbed by the violent movements, the baby, who had been sleeping soundly, suddenly woke up.

"Waaah! Waaah!"

The infant's cries pierced the tense silence, momentarily restoring a sliver of Julius's sanity.

Yvonne, however, seized it like a lifeline. She lifted her head, her pleading eyes darting between Julius and the baby. She wanted to scream, *Please, for the baby's sake, let me go!*

Julius slowly turned his head toward the crib. His gaze softened for a moment, a complex emotion flickering in his eyes.

But it was only for a few seconds. He looked away, his eyes landing back on Yvonne, a derisive sneer twisting his lips.

"That's right, I almost forgot. You gave birth to a son."

His voice was deceptively gentle, but to Yvonne's ears, it sounded like the devil's whisper.

A horrifying thought struck her, but before she could react, Julius reached down and ripped the gag from her mouth. He knew it didn't matter. Even if she screamed her lungs out, no one outside would hear.

The moment she could speak, Yvonne's words came pouring out in a desperate torrent.

"Julius, I was wrong! I know you hate me. I deserve to die. I'll go to Janina and beg for forgiveness, just please, let me go, okay?"

"Julius, think about the baby! He's so little. He can't grow up without a mother! For the sake of the son I gave you, please, spare me. I'm begging you!"

The pain was becoming unbearable. Blood from the cut on her cheek dripped into her mouth, filling it with a metallic tang. She felt like she was on the verge of death. It hurt so much.

But a powerful will to survive forced her to keep going. Despite her weakness, the sheer panic made her tears flow uncontrollably. Her face was swollen like a balloon, making her look both ugly and pathetic.

Yvonne thought bringing up the child would soften him.

Again, she was wrong.

"Hahahaha! The child!" Julius roared with laughter. "You have the nerve to bring up the child? You know damn well whose son he is, and it's not mine!"