Welcome to Hell (by Williane Kassia) novel Chapter 230

Magnus Hale

His eyes fill with tears. The sight of it rips me apart, but the anger

still boils.

“No… I didn’t betray you, Magnus. I swear to you.”

His hands sink into his own hair, pulling at the strands in a rush, his nails digging into his scalp–pure, explicit despair.

“Fuck… shit…” The words come out short and aimless. “If I had known you were nearby, I would have ended that son of a bitch. He came over to talk shit again; I thought it was just a provocation, that the guy had no love for his own life.” He gasps, breathing in. “That’s the only reason I tilted my head. I didn’t betray you, Magnus.”

He approaches me, stumbling slightly, his breath short. He tries to grab my hand, fingers trembling, and I pull away. The movement makes him whimper softly.

“Please…” he drags out the word, his voice broken. “My love, I’m begging you. I didn’t do anything. I didn’t betray you.”

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His eyes are wet, the words coming out in a rush. He holds his own face with his palms as if trying to contain the despair and then

reaches for my hand again, pleading.

I stand still, feeling the conflict squeeze my chest. His emotion cuts deeper than the rage that dominated me a moment ago. Still, I don’t

move closer.

I can’t say anything. The lump in my throat is too big. I just walk past him with quick steps, ignoring the sound of my name being called

behind me.

I return to the cell with my breathing out of sync, trying to tame the anger that still burns inside my chest. I run my hand through my hair, squeezing the back of my neck.

What the hell was that?

I’ve never seen him so desperate like that. And yet… I can’t fully believe it. Insecurity pulses strong, as if it were trying to swallow me from the inside.

I take a deep breath and let the air out slowly, trying to calm down.

It’s useless.

Chapter 230

Suddenly, I hear footsteps behind me. Firm, slow footsteps… and the

smell of blood invades the cell even before I turn around.

I look over my shoulder, and the scene paralyzes me. Adrian is covered in blood. His uniform is stained, his hands are red, and his face… a mix of relief and madness. He smiles, but it’s a tense smile,

almost shaky.

“See, love?” His voice comes out hoarse. “I didn’t kiss him… I killed him. I killed him out of rage for making you doubt me.”

I stay motionless.

“If I cared about that worm, I wouldn’t have killed him, he continues, breathing fast. “I thought about bringing you his heart… but I thought it might scare you.”

The silence between us is heavy, suffocating. He takes a step forward, eyes glistening, his smile wavering.

“Please, love… Trust me. I didn’t betray you. Never. I will never betray

you.”

I bite my lip, my stomach turning.

“And how can you prove that to me?”

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