These few pictures presented the complete state of that car accident years ago before him.
Micah stared at the last picture with wide eyes as fury boiled in him.
In the picture, the mother was crying while sitting in a pool of blood. The child in her embrace was all bloody, and blood kept gushing out from the back of his head. It was a ghastly sight.
The woman in the picture was familiar to him. It was Shannon.
Though the face of the child is covered in blood and blurry, he must be her son since she is hugging him. Who is the father of her child?
He dared not face the truth, as he had a feeling that the instant the truth was revealed, all the blood and tears Shannon had shed would become a lifelong hatred toward him.
Thunder rumbled in the distance, and lightning flashed in the sky.
Soon, rain fell, mixed with claps of thunder.
A bodyguard hurried over with an umbrella from a distance and was about to raise it over Micah's head to shelter him from the rain when Micah punched the bodyguard. “Get lost!” Micah growled.
Shocked by the murderous look on Micah's face, the bodyguard immediately retreated and dared not continue bothering him.
As the rain poured, Micah slowly raised his head and let the raindrops splatter against his face. The force of the raindrops was too weak for him to feel pain, yet, his heart felt like it was being torn to pieces.
He still could not understand the entirety of the situation and kept telling himself everything was purposely made up by Shannon.
Yet, the look of deep hatred on her face continuously reminded him that he might have really made an inexcusable mistake.
He wanted to run over and question her, but he was afraid of facing her, afraid that if everything was true, questioning her would once again tear away the scab that had formed on her wound.
“Ahh!” Micah roared as thunder rumbled above.
His bellow was so deafening that it seemed to shatter the skies.
These few pictures presented the complete state of that car accident years ago before him.
Shannon did not go up the stairs when she reached the stairwell. Hearing Micah's roar from outside, she slowly slid down against the wall and slumped onto the ground.
He feels pain too? Since he is also hurting, why did he want to kill my son? Eugene was innocent. Perhaps that woman felt that Eugene's existence was a nuisance, but he had no reason to kill his own son because of that woman. I never wished to ruin their arranged marriage. I just wanted to live with my son and then grow old by myself in a city. It was him... No—it was them who forced me to become this hateful. If they don't die, how can my child be at peace?
Meanwhile, Bailey was leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window while picking up a call in a private mansion.
It was from Victoria to tell Bailey about her pregnancy.
“Vicky, do you really plan on keeping the baby?”
Bailey was not supportive of Victoria keeping the baby as the latter's situation was different from hers seven years ago.
The reason Bailey gave birth seven years ago without getting married was that she did not have room for love in her heart. Even if she gave birth, her children wouldn't affect her future marriage or her love for any man.
However, Victoria was different.
She loved Lionel deeply. If she kept the child, she would be trapped for her whole life by the child.
As her friend, Bailey did not want Victoria to spend the rest of her life with a child. Victoria was still young and deserved to get married and find her own happiness.
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