Chapter 99
Her voice was firm, and her eyes even more so.
Shawn was deeply stunned.
Such clear and persistent eyes... inexplicably made him flustered.
Gale said, “I still have my life. This is my only and last bargaining chip.”
Shawn was even more flustered.
He suppressed it. “Do you know what you‘re talking about?”
“Yes.” Gale looked into the depths of his eyes. “Shawn, there is too much between us. Too many grievances and too much hatred. It will always exist and cannot be eliminated if I‘m by your side for one more day.”
“You hate me, hate my father for killing your father, hate me for carrying someone else‘s child...but the child was conceived before marrying you. From the beginning to the end, I was a victim.”
“I don‘t know what I have done wrong to live such a life. Before I met you, I was a girl who lived a happy life and was as bright as ever... I had a bright future.”
Gale lowered her eyes slightly. “Forget it. I don‘t want to say too much. Shawn, I will use my life. I will end this, okay?”
Her tone was nonchalant as if she was discussing today‘s weather.
However, she was ready to die.
Life was too painful and tiring.
She could not save herself, she could not save her parents, and she had to implicate her friends...
She really thought that she was a burden. “You dare!” Shawn stretched out his hand and squeezed her chin. “Your life is mine, not yours!
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“I decide whether you live or die.”
He panicked.
“Gale, I won‘t allow you to die. You can only live by my side!”
She chuckled. “Are you afraid?”
Shawn pursed his thin lips tightly. Yes, he was afraid. Why was he afraid?
Is Gale so important to him? “You‘re afraid that after I die, there will be less fun, and no one will let you bully them.” Gale smiled. “Shawn, I‘m your punching bag.”
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