A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 82

Seeing his boss so tormented on the other end of the computer, Carl couldn’t help but feel an inexplicable sense of relief wash over him.

Yet, with that feeling came a deep sense of empathy for Matilda. What dark past had twisted and tortured her to this extent? Carl, a grown man, shuddered at the mere knowledge of these events, let alone what Matilda must have endured at the time!

How harrowing must her pain have been?

Carl could hardly bear to think that Matilda must have hated Yvan with every ounce of her being; with each stab of pain, her loathing for him grew until all the love she had turned into hatred, tormenting her endlessly through those inhumane days.

Yvan’s shoulders shook, and when he looked up again, his eyes were red and his voice hoarse. He instructed Carl, “No matter the cost, you must trace that IP address overseas!”

Someone had dared to harm Matilda under his name, to reduce her to this state- unforgivable!

Yvan’s heart quivered violently, as if a knife had been twisted into it, ripping away at the flesh, leaving him in a bone–chilling cold that seemed to freeze his very blood and made his heartbeat sting with pain.

to this? Who would go to such lengths under his name? But Yvan knew all too well

had subjected her to public humiliation, and later, whatever Matilda endured behind bars, people took

dead? What did it matter if someone killed her? Wasn’t that what Yvan had

tightly as he grappled with immense pain. He had

do now? How did he salvage a hate that has reached

to panic, fearing the blazing hate in Matilda’s eyes, a hate fierce

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How could he begin to explain that it wasn’t him who had

Gideon on the couch, his face buried in his

rested his chin on Matilda’s forehead, “I feel like a failure. I couldn’t even protect my own sister. I watched helplessly as you were

welled up, but she forced a smile, “It’s