Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 318: A Tragic Childhood

Aurora did not interrupt him, as this story was just beginning, and her heart began to fluctuate with his tale. As a woman, she was deeply attuned to the pain he described- there had been times when she was physically unable to move, and she could only desperately shouting "no," and calling out for Julian. Fortuitously, Julian had intervened in time to prevent the ordeal, unlike his mother, who was not so lucky, which fueled Julian's hatred towards Joaquin.

Despite Joaquin's irascibility and his disregard for his wishes by arranging an engagement, she could still see the love for his son in his eyes. However, with such a past, no matter what he did, Julian would never accept him. There is no love without reason, nor hatred without cause, and Joaquin's love was so selfish that it threatened to destroy a budding flower.

This was why Julian had chosen to silently protect rather than possess, she guessed.

"Didn't your mother ever tell your father about these things?" she asked gently.

"Do you think a woman who yearned to escape would care about such matters? She saw right through it-his wife was consumed by jealousy and bitterness. She had married him not out of affection, and it was only in his later years that he understood what liking someone meant.

Though she spent her life with him, she never received a speck of his love, and this resentment twisted her deeply. She hated my mother, whose sorrow was greater than heart could bear.

Even though she stopped seeking death, she would never forgive him, nor would she love him. Since she did not love him, why would she be jealous? His wife, clever as she was, knew how much he adored my mother and didn't dare to truly harm her, resorting only to petty schemes.

child. At that time, he thought about annulling his marriage to officially marry my mother,

always pursued freedom, let alone decide on her own marriage; she would never marry a man she did not love. She would not marry, nor would she agree to his absurd demands, and he thought that having me, a child would tie a mother

made even a slight mistake, why she taught me life's philosophies at such a young age. Why she never wanted the position of his official wife, she lived just for me, and had no connection with

she died, she wanted half of her ashes scattered across the mountains and lakes, and the other half returned to her home; she did not want to be buried in the

neck; he was crying. A child having to accept the death of his most beloved mother was a feeling she could understand,

chest, and gently hugged his waist, hoping to comfort him in such

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why she did what she did, as she spent a long time locked up in the Alvarez family

couldn't sleep through the night, he would give her a small dose of sleeping pills, all of which she pretended to need.

usual. I saw her sitting on the swing in the yard, her eyes slightly closed and the corners of her mouth turned up; I thought

every day until I finally learned about her past. Everyone thought she was a common girl who had

mother passed away, his wife finally breathed a sigh of relief, secure that no one would usurp her position, but I became a thorn in her side. I