The Love I Begged For Was Never Real novel Chapter 491

Those intersecting scars varied in age.

Some were a deep purple, others pale and raised, layered over his wrists and forearms until barely a patch of intact skin remained.

A few of the deepest marks were dangerously close to his arteries.

They were all old self-harm scars.

Nora stood frozen, her mind going completely blank.

How could this be?

Why did Gideon have so many old scars on his arm?

Judging by how faded the older ones were, this wasn't the result of a day or two.

Over the entire two years she had been missing, this untouchable billionaire had seemingly hidden in the shadows, ruthlessly mutilating himself time and time again in an act of pure, agonizing self-destruction.

Did Gideon really not know?

Did he honestly have no idea her hands had been ruined?

In her mind, ever since the rooftop incident two years ago, the sadistic revenge Julian Pierce had unleashed upon her had been entirely sanctioned by Gideon.

She had always believed Gideon gave tacit approval for Julian to destroy her hands as punishment for Giselle's death.

For two years, she had hated him with every breath. She hated his coldness, his cruelty, and the fact that he let others drag her through the mud, personally pushing her into an abyss of endless suffering.

But now, looking at the horrifying scars on the man's arm...

Looking at the way he had broken down in tears just moments ago upon seeing her crippled hands, resorting to slicing his own flesh to punish himself...

If he truly had known everything back then, if he had personally ordered or condoned those atrocities, there was no way he would be in this remote town right now, sobbing in absolute despair over her mangled fingers.

Gideon had no idea.

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