A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 110

The moment Mason thought about the photos his mother had shown him, rage burned within him,

It shouldn’t be like this. He hadn’t felt this angry when he saw Matilda leaving with Yvan last time. Why was today different? Was it because he felt deceived?

“What was really behind your righteous facade, Matilda? Who was the man in those photos?” He wanted to ask Matilda but not.

Matilda’s face turned ghostly pale when she heard Mason’s words. She murmured in disbelief, “Mason, don’t you trust me?”

Mason didn’t reply. After a long silence, he finally said, “Matilda, have you ever lied to me? Are you using my family’s influence?*

What a ridiculous question.

Tears welled up in Matilda’s eyes as she laughed bitterly. “Mason, if I say I haven’t, would you believe me?”

There was no response from Mason, just the sound of his heavy breathing.

Matilda suddenly understood and let out a low chuckle, fearless, as she finally let go of even this last defense – Mason himself.

you for your hospitality. Mr. Farrell. I won’t trouble you anymore.

Matilda’s voice hoarse with unspoken

time he recognized the source of this unease, it was Matilda’s fading silhouette that

call abruptly ended with

now painted with fear, displaying a childlike panic

would cause him sleepless nights for a long time to come, as he lay in bed, longing incessantly for a woman he

pouring rain.

her days a blur, unable

Chapter 110

She curled up in bed, assuming the fetal position, her mind in chaos, her consciousness flickering in and out. She felt as though she were trapped in a surreal dream, where the lines between reality and illusion blurred.

could almost hear Gideon’s voice, almost see his

back into a cold, dark reality, repeatedly jolting

on. It was too hard…

this ordeal. With her reality shattered and no future in sight,

day her life was devastated by Yvan five years ago. The rain pounded the windows