Becoming Strangers Again by Lily

Chapter 109

RYAN

I was certain that my cars betrayed me, I mean they have to because no human can be this cruel.

Pushing the door open, I heard several gasps of surprise from the people in the room, but my focus wasn't on them. I didn't care about the couple in the room. who has clearly sold their conscience for money, I stomped towards the woman whont 1 had assumed had a little bit of sympathy in her.

How dare she?! She is nothing but the devils' incarnate. Her father clearly did not know about her plans to lie about a pregnancy, It was all her and her stupid mother's plan, and the fact that the saw another woman slowly die with guilt, thinking that she killed a fetus. I had to go through the mental struggling of trying not to feel so sad about the child because that would make Lily feel even and in all of these, Stephanie was never pregnant.

guiltier,

Fucking hell! The truth hit me hard. Stephanie was infertile. All those tearful visits to hospitals, the desperate attempts to uncover the source of our childlessness, they were all part of her elaborate facade. She had cried on my shoulder after each negative pregnancy-test, her anguish seemingly genuine. But it was all a charade, a carefully crafted illusion to conceal the truth.

With rage coursing through my veins, I seized her by the throat, my grip vice-like as I shoved her backwards until her spine collided with the unforgiving edge of a shelf. I cared not for her gender; in that moment, she was no lady. Only when one conducts themselves with dignity and compassion do they deserve such a title, and Stephanie had displayed neither. She was nothing more than a heartless monster masquerading in human form.

"How could you?" I snarled, my voice a venomous growl as I locked eyes with her, ignoring the feeble protests of her parents who pleaded for her release. "You forced Lily to bear the burden of your deceit, to carry the guilt of terminating a pregnancy that never existed!"

Stephanie's sobs echoed through the room her tears flowing as she begged for forgiveness. "I'm sorry! It wasn't supposed to go this far, I just wanted your attention," she pleaded, her words choked with remorse. "But then my mother planted the idea in my mind, and it spiraled out of control."

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Her frantic hand chawed at mine, desperation etched on her tear-streaked face as 1 rightened my grip, my anger boiling over. Perhaps I should end this here and now I retorted, my voice laced with venom. "So no one else will fall victim to your deceit and wickedness."

"I'm filming this!" Waper's voice bellowed from behind. "And if you don't release her, I'll go live and expose you for the crazy man you are."

1 scoffed at his feeble attempt to

I watched as her face turned purple, a grim satisfaction settling over me. "Perhaps it is time to show the world the kind of craziness

alarm, pierced through the tension in the room

she sputtered, her words barely audible. amidst her

the shock evident in his

incredulity that coursed through me. "This woman," I continued, my voice seething with rage, "she's infertile.

muttered, his voice heavy with reproach. "Accusing your fellow woman of such a

you dare compare my daughter to that lowlife," Waper snapped, his tone brimming

us."

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and hurled it at Waper before Angelo could intervene. My aim faltered, and the artifact narrowly missed its mark, but the

be no comparison between

urged, his voice a calming presence amidst the chaos. "Let's leave before things escalate further. Speaking in anger will

pointed jab of my finger at Stephanie's parents, I issued a stern warning. "This isn't over yet. You'll be hearing from me," I declared firmly, allowing Angelo. to lead me away

focused on the road ahead, while I

from my pocket, I dialed my father's

stated bluntly, wasting no time in getting

finally ready to see that woman go to prison as the consequences of her actions?"

background. "He's not

protests, I focused solely on my conversation with my father. "Are you at home?"

I'm home," came

informed him before ending the call and tossing my phone aside. "Take me to my parents," I instructed

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parents house in short onder, pulling into the familiar driveway. Angelo parked the car in the garage and nimed to me. Should

the pavement. "Come inside, join us for something to eat or drink,' I added, extending the invitation to