My father sold me to the Mafia King novel Chapter 288

Chapter 288: 288/Flashback (21)

Chapter 288: The Genesis of a Monster

Flashback – 23 Years Ago

Author POV

Violet looked with cold, merciless detachment at the form of Elizabeth, who had completely collapsed onto the cold wooden floor. The poor woman was shaking, writhing, and sobbing as if her throat were being slit from ear to ear, but this sickening sight didn’t touch a single fiber in Violet’s hardened heart. Curving her lips into a mocking smirk filled with utter contempt, she said in a flat tone that carried a mountain of indifference: "Don’t point your fingers of blame and accusation at me, you fool... go and blame your precious husband."

Elizabeth raised her head with extreme slowness, as though carrying mountains upon her neck. Her long golden hair was scattered hysterically over her pale, tear-drenched face. With trembling, blue-tinted lips and eyes red as burning coals, she screamed in a tone overflowing with oppression: "You’re a liar! You’re the one who seduced him with your cheap ways and dragged him into your filth, you thieving whore!"

Violet let out a mocking, sharp, and ringing laugh that shattered the suffocating silence of the room, waving her hand in the air with sheer dismissiveness: "My, what a truly miserable and pathetic woman you are!" Then, turning her entire body, she sharpened her piercing gaze toward Thomas, who stood frozen in the corner of the room. Locking her defiant eyes onto him, she said with a decisive, unarguable strictness: "The show ends here, Thomas. Don’t you dare touch your phone to call me ever again for the rest of your life."

Thomas didn’t hesitate for a single second in making his choice. He lunged his massive frame toward her with a frantic speed, like a blind man sprinting toward his only lifeline. The terror of losing her before the eyes of his stunned, broken wife overthrew him. Grabbing Violet’s arms tightly with both hands, he cried out with a desperate, cheap, and disgraceful plea: "Violet, please don’t leave! I am ready to do anything anything you ask for in this world, for you and you alone!"

Elizabeth remained on her knees on the hard floor, watching this sickening display in a state of violent shock that completely paralyzed her movement and silenced her tongue, which failed to utter a rejection of this ultimate humiliation.

Violet smiled with deep malice, tilting her head to the side as she contemplated his groveling with amused eyes: "And what on earth could you do more than what you’ve already done, Thomas? You are already a married man, and you have two children waiting for you at your house."

Thomas squeezed her fingers with even greater force, answering without blinking, his eyes gleaming with the flash of a blind madness that demolished every ounce of sanity in his head: "I’ll divorce her... I’ll divorce her immediately and throw her out of my life, and then I’ll marry you! I will do anything that crosses your mind, Violet, just to have you with me and by my side forever!"

In that precise moment, and because of those toxic words, Elizabeth’s soul died completely while she was still alive. His words caught in her chest, suffocating her breath; she had never expected or imagined that the man she loved like crazy, the one for whom she had turned her back on the entire world and her family, would discard her so simply and easily for a passing woman.

Violet gave a faint, mocking hum and pushed his hands away with coldness: "Hmm... a wonderful and impressive sacrifice, Thomas. But unfortunately, I have absolutely no intention of being a stepmother to someone else’s kids... I simply hate children and cannot stand their whining. Goodbye, darling."

Turning with immense pride, Violet crossed the threshold of the house with fast, confident steps. In her mind, she was thanking God fervently for her excellent luck; she had rid herself of Thomas’s suffocating pursuit in a clever way, utilizing the confrontation without having to fabricate fake excuses.

Meanwhile, back in the apartment, Thomas moved in a random, hysterically angry manner from her rejection. He began gathering his scattered clothes, throwing on the remaining pieces in a blind, mindless rush. Then he ran like a maniac out into the hallway to catch up with Violet, shutting his ears entirely to his wife’s screams and wails, leaving Elizabeth behind, cast face-down on the floor like a worthless, lifeless corpse that meant absolutely nothing to him.

There, amidst the killing and desolate silence of the apartment, the naked truth seeped into Elizabeth’s bones with sheer horror: Thomas had never loved her a single day in her life. Though she had seen the signs of his cold rejection throughout the past years and chose, with a stupid willingness, to believe the opposite just to keep going, the truth today slapped her face with brutal force. It was something she could no longer deny or escape from at all.

She remained frozen like a sheet of ice for a long time, losing all track of hours. Finally, she forced her trembling body up, rising with immense difficulty like an old woman in the autumn of her life. Wiping her hot tears with her shaking palms, she walked with unstable steps back to the grand house where her young children resided. The moment she saw them, she plastered a faint, fake smile across her deathly pale face to protect them, and prepared their dinner... which would be their last supper together in this world.

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